Graham Elliot is a complete joke among working chefs. I hope his made for TV advertising career goes better than his string of failed restaurants in Chicago (and that one doozie in Connecticut). Actually, I don’t. Fuck that thieving shitstain.
Graham Elliot is a complete joke among working chefs. I hope his made for TV advertising career goes better than his string of failed restaurants in Chicago (and that one doozie in Connecticut). Actually, I don’t. Fuck that thieving shitstain.
How many other M1s were on the track?
Was the cap’n/pilot turning around from way out and misjudged how much room he had? The wake says he’d been turning left for a while. What happened here?
The fucked up part of the world we live in? I really can’t tell if you’re joking or not. I mean, I think you are, but Poe’s Law shows up way too often these days.
The land mines might be part of it.
Gotta cement that floundering sense of responsibility early on.
I can only think of two snakes that are poisonous.
It’s in the US’s best interest to have peaceful, stable, and friendly Nordic countries. Why would they spend large chunks of their budgets when someone else is willing to do it?
So it comes with a square setup, four wide slicks? And the photo of it in action has skinnies up front? Does it come with skinnies in the trunk?
My indy bimmer shop has an E32 loaner. I love driving that thing around, busted as it is. I feel like an Albanian mobster.
Why the hell not? You already work remotely. Just voice-to-text all your pieces for the 10 days it takes you to drive home, straight from the cockpit. It’ll be as clear and concise as any Ballaban piece.
Is it because it’s a piece of shit? j/k, I love the fact that you take pieces of shit and do things most rational people would avoid like the plague.
Best I can do:
I didn’t know safety tech could ban things.
Do you remember his post from a while back about removing the head and how he used his most delicate tools to get it off? IIRC it was his precision crowbar and a grand marteau.
You don’t have to say “big.” It’s just Bertha.
Shouldn’t you be smelling your own farts or something?
Do you ever get the feeling that wolfie here is the type of fella who bitches about Foxtrot Alpha articles that include political observations appearing on his beloved car website?
“(probably 11.5" vs 245 or something like that.)“
So when you hyperbolically say “38-foot-wide spinning blades of death” you mean appropriately sized proprotors, right? Gawker’s gone, you don’t need to be so clickbaity anymore.