Then everyone can bitch and complain that it’s not quite what they wanted and still not buy it.

Colin Chapman must be spinning in his grave.

Limousine and Chauffeur Show in Atlantic City in 1988.

In almost every other Western Country arrests are carried out 99% of the time with no shots fired. Not exactly something to celebrate.

I’m surprised he got off that easy. I literally can’t imagine a more flagrant way to violate your parole from a previous reckless driving charge. I hope they make him take some sort of stop-being-an-asshole class when he gets out of jail, because he seems to need some help in that department.

But what if the tailgaters has a red shell?

Encouraging road rage is safer than a lane change?

What’s the deal with auctions?

Now THAT’S a Dab of Oppo!

Seems like a lot of work for just one flight? Flat-bedding it in pieces would not have been easier? But not complaining, this is pretty awesome. Airline Reporter has a great flickr page on it!

Why is it that the interior of every private plane, no matter how expensive, ends up looking like a 1985 Starcraft van conversion?

Zenvo for the masses!

This is not bad!

C’mon, Torch

Feel free to arrest your Mom when she crosses the Brooklyn Bridge

“rich-ass Manhattan and ever-richer Brooklyn.”

It’s almost like they’re in business to make money rather than in business for another reason that has never existed in the history of businesses larger than your buddies craft beer mug shop.

Whatever man. Having a bunch or really insanely nice and cool cars doesn’t mean you have a small dick. I’m sick of this shit. I drive a really awful car and my dick is small and bad.