Driver’s seat?

Dem hips doe.

The great thing about that build is that it has 8 wheel steering. Each set of wheels has a smaller turning radius, giving it really smooth steering for its awkward footprint.

Your budget is too conservative for a proper mid-life crisis, and nothing on that list would cause the requisite marital strife. That said, there’s still a way to get what you want while still going full-on Derpasaurus:

Pretty wild that Stormfront can’t find a single fucking grammar nazi.

This is my time to shine. It is funny that you used a dodge viper as a picture for this. So let’s take a ride back to Georgia in 2009. My parents have a wealthy friend who has a black 2004 viper SRT-10. I have had the chance to drive this car a couple times with adult supervision/passenger. Being the young…

Me: 16 years old

Do I believe they called him “Diaper Don?”

While trudging away from Wrigley in search of a cab home last night this morning I was passed by a man in a gorilla suit, no mask, with a Cubs jersey over it. The name on the back said “Harambez” and he was shouting “Dicks out for Harambe.”

The car accident “Why are you fighting each other?!” one kills me. Imagine being in an accident and this guy walks up

My grandmother was known in our family as “the psychic,” which was always said half-jokingly, but in truth she always freaked us out with the things she knew. Sometimes it was sweet and cute - we would take turns trying to surprise her with birthday or Christmas gifts, only to have her rightly guess what it was before…

Okay, so this may not be the scariest story ever, and none of you will ever see it because I’m as gray as they come, but it is 100% true and you can make of it what you will.

Hell this could be an awesome idea for a gated community, there are already golf course communities, communities with pools, tennis courts, etc... A community with a shared car shop with lifts, tools, and stuff would be an awesome place to live in.

I was on Jeopardy about 10 years ago. He’s short and too tan and wears sleeveless shirts to eat lunch. Real fucking jabroni.

One is for Ramming, one is for Dodging.

He got all huffy.

I assumed that was a silencer so the other fish wouldn’t hear him coming and he could keep his killstreak up.

Raph, you are breaking my heart. My achy, breaky heart.

Jet fuel can’t melt bed springs.