pyrochazm
Pyrochazm
pyrochazm

I know I’m not answering the question exactly, but I can’t resist:

*insert YouTube comment here*

People will see nothing wrong with dressing casual all the time, and will call for not having dress codes at all...

Dude is 69 years old and doing 300+ mph, I feel like a loser

Don’t worry. I’m sure President Beef Supreme will pardon him once he hears that impassioned explanation of how radical the police chase was and all the great reasons he had for evading authority.

She is my new hero. She’s holding a mirror to the absurdity of bills like SB4 and addressing gun violence and saying Fuck You in a very creative and non-combative way. I love this lady.

Not passive aggressive. Aggressive.

This reminds me of all the men who got pissed, and are still pissed, that Obamacare requires insurance companies to cover birth control for women. The same insurance companies that were already voluntarily covering Viagra. But, you know, women should only get birth control covered if they’re married and not sinning

I was watching some of this tournament— the Par 3 tourney for charity; celebrities golfing can get annoying real fast. You guys stab at Berman, Bill Murray usually takes some shit from some bloggers, but over the years, the guy that annoys me most is Ray Romano. He tries hamming for the cameras, but he’s just not

And for people who are too young, she faced a firestorm for having come out; people demanded she be fired, certain radio hosts called her “Ellen Degenerate” and considered themselves fiendishly clever, and she was basically shunned by craven networks who feared losing their audiences.

Oh no. I hate that look. I knew somebody who did that to a Lincoln Mark VIII of all things.

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Infiniti drivers are the worst. I always wondered why they chose such an anonymous and non-incredible marque, too. The G-coups are the worst; it’s like they were too dignified to find a Civic Si to ruin, but too well-informed to find a fifth-owner 3 series.

Can confirm. I have a friend that went from a 128 he couldn’t afford to a 370z he couldn’t afford. Riding with him was the only time I have ridden backwash to an active firetruck, through lights and everything. He couldn’t stop crashing his BMW either, and was convinced he needed a faster car. I told him to turn

I had some moron throw coins at my car once while I was driving. I responded by throwing a brick at his car. He seemed to have ran out of coins after that.

Not too long ago, I had an Infiniti G35 cut me off and then brake check me down to 35 before taking off while I was doing at least 70 in a 55 in the left lane of the Capital Beltway and I was actively passing cars.

Ehh. As someone trained as an economist, that usually isn’t the case. In war, you make products that can’t be used for any sort of useful work. In the case of missiles, you make a million dollar unmanned airplane and crash it into the ground. Economically, you would be better off paying people to dig holes and fill

I saw a family of 4 or 5 at The Cell. Mom took the kids out pretty quickly, though.

I’ll be in my bunk.

“Tender, romantic, yet unbelievably crass” is Deadpool’s motto!