Guy has five kids. He doesn’t know what a condom is.
Guy has five kids. He doesn’t know what a condom is.
There’s a reason that hired muscle usually travels by Suburban.
Does this mean I can finally get a discount on a GT350?
Metal of Honor is the name of my Metallica tribute album.
Agreed. I think he’s a Corolla man who aspires to Camryhood.
You might even say extremely shitty at vetting.
Hope she demanded her pay up front.
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again—I have no sympathy for her. She could have (and should have) jumped clear of this train wreck a long time ago. Instead she and her shitty husband did shitty things to enable her shitty father to spew more shit.
I am going to guess “resolute, tire shredding understeer, once you overcome the resistance to changing direction.” On that front, “makes a dead mule seem cooperative” is probably an apt analogy.
Yes. Yes yes yes. Yes.
That’s a good point. Is he even capable of executing this maneuver?
I see people with these stickers on their cars, and I wonder...is humanity worth saving?
I think it was a Charger.
Plus you have the three other Kinja accounts here.
Yeah, this. The development in “Penn Quarter” has been remarkable, but the development throughout the city has been remarkable.
Ok, wait, let’s be honest. The OJ Style Bronco—an SUV based on an F-150—didn’t die. It gained two doors and a new name and lives on today as the Expedition.
Would it be safe to say that today is The Day The Clown Cried?
I feel like changing the grille might do wonders for this car.
A mimeograph machine?