He should make one that clears snow off the road.

Whatever it is it has to be a toxic blend of forest-sea-foam-laurel-hunter-avocado-teal-fern-mint green.

The false sense of security provided by a well defined crosswalk strikes again. She's both lucky and stupid. Can't tell from the lights over head whether or not they gave her the right-of-way in the cross walk... (pedestrians should always have right of way in a crosswalk even when it's not mechanically afforded to…

Ouch.

I don't think the NFL should require/force players to participate in the media charade. I also think Mr. Lynch will go down in NFL history, (God willing he stays healthy) as one of it's greatest running backs. And I love to watch that Mack truck plow through traffic....

We didn't do whale dick.

Any car with the word, "Limited" baffles me.

Power Wagon

Since you brought it up. His candy store offerings every year aren't all they're cracked up to be.

I can't help thinking about the hallucinegenics that must be emitted from all that science and chemistry turned into foam, adhesives, sealers, paints and dyes after this thing sits in the hot sun all day or simply sitting with the windows rolled up. Hell, my 2001 Saab has to sit in the garage with the sunroof ajar to…

That, and the Tesla's CPU, or whatever Darth Elon calls it, reads and feeds two motors and all four corners thousands of times per second to insure zero wheel spin and maximum power efficiency to each wheel.

That's bringing a green sledge hammer to a taser fight.

On top of the Triple-A-Rating stage of inebriated slurring, I think she has somebody else's dentures in her mouth.

Good Lord. This half-eaten hotdog makes Belichick look like a motivational speaker.

They're quite a couple. One of them can't stop crapping at will so she stays out of the garage.

Don't know how that happened.... It is a nice lawn, though, as lawns go.

I wish this was a Lincoln with a hot motor. Beautiful proportions and different from most other designs.

Yup. Had to get the big push-broom and slide his 92 pound carcass about 12 feet out of the way. He didn't even lift his head.

I was hit square in the back with a beer bottle from a fast moving car. I was about 10 yards onto the shoulder of a rural road/highway. Took me off my feet. Thankfully I was wearing a heavy coat.

Duh! It's a bidet.