Petersen’s is in Wharton, Texas.  The town I was born in.

No need to make that choice, actually. If we vote Trump out of office we’ll be just fine.

This was a heartwarming story, and it hit home with me. There was a time in my life when I made some not so good decisions in what I did for  a living, and I needed someone to have my back. In stepped an acquaintance of mine who happened to be a full color member of the local chapter of the Bandidos. Quite similar to…

I think the groom married the wrong sister.

Mazda’s always the answer.

His name sounds like a medical condition that someone contracted by not being careful enough.

The dude should have just floated it out to sea and scuttled it, and stop motion filmed that.

The DMV got all pissy about it.

If I spent 85 large for a car the last thing I would ever do with it is rent it to some goober who’s gonna eat french fries in it and drive the piss out of it.

Wooden yew know that $kakes wood come up with a good pun first.

He was probably getting a blowjob.  Or giving one.

I may be out on a limb here, but I don’t think the term is “Rocket Surgeon”, Einstein.

The Russian version of the “Shaggin’ Wagon”.

They look like a bunch of goddam housepainters.

I’m with you there, the guy shouldn’t have ever tried to put it back right. I know who Neil Armstrong was.  Sorry.

You coulda used a different photo for your icon, Darklighter. It ain’t like there aren’t any out there to choose fer chrissakes.

Nobody really knows where Roombas came from though. Target was just all of a sudden selling them.  Who knows who their supplier was?

Sounds plausible to me.

Wow.  The years have not been kind, Brandy.

Trump needs to get off his fat ass and go to work and do the fucking job he was hired to do instead of trying to run the country by using his fucking Twitter account.  Dealmaker, my ass.