Man, gym battles have really become scrambled.

Mongo only pawn in game of life.

And there we have a troubled bridge over water.

Isn’t this the point of the game? Go to real-life locations, find some pokemon or trainer, fight them, and the winner gets the loser’s pokemon and wallet? I mean, that’s how I’ve been playing. I nailed an 8 year old in the knee with a tire iron for a sweet Jigglypuff and some pogs.

Psh, shows what you know. Instead she wishes for a million wishes, but the afterlife Black Mirror asshole says that doesn’t work, so instead she wishes for a million genies. She then wishes for mastery over death, and she resurrects and clones an army of her husband. The husbands form a human pyramid so high Daisy is…

This applies to road cars too. Everything rode so much nicer before the unnecessary monster wheel and rubber band tire fad took over.

Germany’s rollover safety testing is a joke.

I was OK with this... until she mentioned that article at the end.

Ah, pummeling this deceased equine again...

yes. Don’t need to read any further than that.

*punk kid* hey mister, is your refrigerator running?

Here we see a crash* of maldonados in their natural habitat.

I’m betting that there is one that didn’t...

I know a lot of people who reverse out of a parking space in the same manner.

Shortened for QOTD: “Milliseconds be damned; give me a gated manual.”

Nothing will ever be this cool again.

My childhood

@polobunny: now you just got to steal 50 cars in one night