I was trying to sell a car on craigslist, when some one came by to look at it. We start bargaining and then the guy says he isn’t buying it, but he needs about tree fiddy to get home. I realize it isn’t even a guy its the God Damn Loch Ness Monster standing over me. I AIN’T GIVING YOU NO GOD DAMN TREE FIDDY LOCH NESS…

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This is why i used to smoke Camels. I may not be able to afford to go on a crazy crosscountry adventure through the worlds most challenging locations, but at least i could smoke like i do.

It’s a fucking chicken crunchwrap, Taco Bell. It’s not a goddamn starship in a Colonel Sanders-themed space opera.

There's a gentlemen on a noble quest for scrumptious rump.

Relationship advice from Dr.May could be a good show.

My Z71 once upon a time . . .

1990 CRX Si

And now, ladies and gentlemen, The Last Bone-Stock E30 On Earth,

No, left!

Take these two, add in their five kids, still not a decent meal for a zombie between 'em.

The interesting thing about this comment is that I see it all the time on stories about off-road vehicles, but rarely about high performance vehicles.

Is this one of those factory bro-trucks? I mean it's like the raptor, bunch of guys at work have them and not one of them has seen dirt. Idk why people buy these and not take them offroad. Jeeps are getting just as bad too, people throw tons of money for a mall crawler.

I'm looking forward to J5 too.

No one bought Dustbusters because GM already had a better van.

This will be for those emergency offroad situations:

Honda CBX - It was the bike for people who thought that the first superbike - the CB750 - just wasn't powerful enough. They built a DOHC 24V straight six engine for it with the crank split in the middle and the accessories on the back instead of the side like with most engines.

Obvious answer is obvious. Obvious answer is also a horse. The kind of horse made out of meat and a tendency to always inhale when you're tightening the cinch.

I used to work at Border's in the early 00's. Something about being in a bookstore brought out the shit ramblers. At least twice a week we would have to send someone wipe down the shit-manuscripts being left behind.

This one is a gimme. Bo & Luke's '69 Charger.