When my wife and I left our reception, I had the deejay play this as we exited:
When my wife and I left our reception, I had the deejay play this as we exited:
Just don’t point it toward Poopiter.
A herd what?
+1 Dimebag
Who there?
Yes, and I’m making a “can’t hear you” joke.
What?
Pictured: Jalopnik Staff
How do you feel about Orbitz?
I think in the eyes of his employer, he’ll be The Unforgiven.
The driver couldn’t hear the impacts because he was rocking out to some old-school Metallica:
Shoulda told that receptionist to lighten up.
Reminds me of this Ford GAA going boom during a tractor pull:
Nice touch with the “penis penis”.
Next Trump tweet:
This obviously didn’t happen to me, but it did happen to the husband of my junior high chorus teacher. He owned some kind of consulting company and made good money. With that money he bought a 2003 Viper SRT10. One morning a few years ago, he was driving on a local highway on a misty Saturday morning. He lost…
How gracious of you to forgive him for something he didn’t need forgiveness for.
Call it the Rallenger!