It. Doesn’t. Matter. Fuck, racist much?

That’s a Bugatti.

I own a base 997. (Even has manual seats.) Six-speed, of course. Fantastic car.

I remember wanting to do her—back when she was young and her boobs were naturally big. Nowadays? I wouldn’t fuck her with my enemy’s dick.

Kat Blaque/Black loses all credibilty when he states that “gender is not a biological trait passed from parent to child.” What?!?! Has he never heard of chromosomes?! What a messed-up moron. Good thing he has mutilated/will mutilate his genitals—so he can’t reproduce any more idiots like himself.

I still don’t get why someone can be transexual and accepted today, but someone can’t be transracial without incurring all of society’s wrath. Who are any of us to say what goes on inside a mentally disturbed petson’s mind?

The whole pink Huffy thing is anti-gay micro-aggression, pal.

I believe that was John Voight.

You’re all nuts. That splitter is enormous! SMH

Uh, shouldn’t you be working at WORK?

That second pic is NOT a Su-22. It IS a MiG21.

The Grand Tour Season 1 was 30% enjoyable and 70% just plain scripted awfulness.

Fake news.

One word: Welcome to the Boomtown. (Okay, technically that’s, like, four words. But you understand.)

...thanks to racists like you.

No more politics please is correct. This article is based on racist garbage.

The point of a post-racial society is to STOP BRINGING UP RACE!

Drive white, buy white. No, that ain’t racist at all.

And you’ve already failed.

Fuckstick, stop dividing people along racial lines. This shit is racist as fuck.