I’d rather have burnt factory paint than a shitty respray.
I’d rather have burnt factory paint than a shitty respray.
But wouldn’t it be more time, effort, & money to deal with a shitty Maaco paint job than start painting closer to the beginning? I imagine a quickie spray would require at least a good sanding & clear coating, without mentioning dealing with dents, holes, & Bondo.
That sound oddly specific...
Or maybe some guy in Michigan will buy it, park it on grass with trees growing around it until the day he will “get to it” (never) and then after 10 or more years, he will be forced to sell it by the local county... only the guy will be an idiot and try to get $6000 for it even though it will have some missing parts…
“If Nintendo can do it, Sony can too”
Not true, junkyards are filled with cars with usable parts, not cars being retaken by the earth. This is moreso a yard, with junk.
Yeah i can empathize with him, because I have very similar tendencies, but he’s just like a cat hoarder. He thinks he is helping these cars, saving them from ruin, but actually because he spread himself too thin, he was ensuring their demise, and harming his community. Really glad he has improved his perspective. To…
I actually never did until last year in my late 20s (and also hadn’t and haven’t had sex).
This isn’t a collection, it’s hoarding.
And yet here we are. I would propose a spectrum of non-precise temperature descriptions as follows:
Ron is David Tracy’s Ghost of Christmas Future.
If you played only hit songs from that collection of groups, the concert would run 20 minutes.
There are two kinds of people in the world. People who masturbate and people who lie when they say they don’t. So few people truly don’t that it might as well be an honest to goodness abnormality covered in the DSM-5.
I think the running for president question is misleading. Like if I actually had to do real, honest campaigning (like the data driven, bland ass shit Hilary did) I’d kill myself within the hour. But if I got to run and govern like Trump (just say and do what the fuck ever?!), easy.
The fire couldn’t be burning in a nicer dumpster.
My turbo (inherited from my mother) can outrun many vehicles on the road.