Yeah sounds like the take of someone who’s been to maybe one restaurant in KC and has bought KC Masterpiece sauce from the grocery store.
Yeah sounds like the take of someone who’s been to maybe one restaurant in KC and has bought KC Masterpiece sauce from the grocery store.
Kansas City barbecue is a tourist trap. Texas barbecue owns your shit.
‘75 IH 150 4WD, ‘79 Chevy LUV 4WD, ‘17 Ford F-250 King Ranch 4WD.
Right. For 40+ k, I choose a 150/1500 every time and deal with the slightly larger vehicle and rougher ride. Same dang fuel economy anyway.
“DADDDDYYYYYY DIDNT GIVE ATTENTIOONNNNNNN”
Double comma? You are thinking too small friend.
And married people pay less! If anything, being married made me way more likely to drive my car off a cliff.
B.S. In my state you can renew your tags for two years; if the tires are marginal (but still okay) at inspection time, by next year they look like these examples, and there’s still another year left to go before the next inspection.
I both love and hate how a simple photo can get a song stuck in my head for the foreseeable future.
Conveniently fits in some overhead bins for those jet setters who like to have it all.
He was terrifyingly good in that role, so much so that it made me a little worried about his real life persona.
Imagine having a job where you have to perform some mildly unpleasant tasks. I guess it’s lucky that I take great pleasure from every conference call I have to attend.
Trump is going to wake up to a text message from Joe this morning that goes: “wow, totally fucked up about that show. Did you see it? It was totally a joke. Hahah. Unless you’re into it. Haha. JK. But yeah, what’d you think?”
You’re not wrong...just I live on the top floor (third story) of a condo, so I can’t have it in my living room. lol
Hot take, or maybe not. I always hated the wheels on the e46 M3
How about DO NOT BE A SHITTY PARENT?
God that’s cool. Before cars, fighter planes were my jam. Always more of a Navy plane fan, but the 16 was always solid. I love all the mechancial whines and whirrs as the plane probably was struggling to go slow enough to stay with the elder fighters. If it could talk, perhaps with dog-like qualities, it would be say “…
This is Trump's America. I hear mariachi music, I'm calling ICE.
A great business man once said — and I’m paraphrasing it a bit — “real Gs move in silence like lasagna.”