...of my wife’s big fat ass, used to love to hug ‘n kiss, now she turned into a hippopotamus...

Her daddy Bruce is okay though? Even if he wanted to murder everyone at a Superbowl.

No Deal- He should be charging LS

My penis is close to a foot long.

I’m close to being a billionaire.

Ford will eventually roll out the “F-150 for 150 Months” financing special, so even more buyers can afford that $70,000 luxury truck they need to haul mulch once per year.

I don’t think I’ve ever disliked a car featured on NPOCP more than this one. And I’ve been here for years.

Is there a reason that this series isn’t called “A Valiant Effort”?

Telling people of differing opinions to fuck off is what the internet was made for, and if you disagree, you can fuck off! 

Assuming you hate said teen.

There’s something sort of noble about Eastwood letting himself age on screen like this. A lot of actors quit, or slow down a lot, around the time they turn 70. That’s probably a function of a few things: fewer offers, feeling like there’s nothing left to prove, but I think vanity has a lot to do with it also. And…

CAMACHO!

I have a personal hot take on 3rd gear. Here’s the thing with me - I support all the usual Transit Memes for New Urbanist Teens measures. Cities should serve their citizens. Walkability and density should be prioritized over roads and parking. Resources and entertainment should be well-distributed into the urban…

I don’t know if it’s what he or she was going for, but in wrestling parlance “shoot” means “real,” as opposed to a “work,” which is storyline/”fake”.

“Hey! Wait! I filed a dumb complaint.”

You lucky, oblivious sumbitch!

I want a brown, manual, one seater with a 16 foot bed so that I can carry TWO 4x8 sheets of plywood without stacking them. It also has to have rubber floors, crank windows, and don’t even THINK about putting any of those computer boxes in my dash!

Hey, this is Jalopnik, where a 3.5' bed will do ANYTHING you need it to.  STFU with your whining.

I briefly owned a Cutlass Supreme that was... kind of an impulse purchase. When I was living in Asheville, there was this guy named Terry who owned an auto-detailing place near the airport. One day I was there having him detail my Nissan 240SX convertible (rare alert) and I noticed his (immaculate) Cutlass Supreme…

This One Weird Trick Will Make Your Readers Hate You!