Thank you, RuPaul. Sincerely.

I did not see Homer Simpson in John Corbetts eggs. I saw boobs.

Probably different for everybody but distracting myself works best for me.

First of all, +1000 points for the South Park cock magic clip embedded in there. Secondly, smdh. I knew this was Florida before I clicked on the article.

Do you even understand the culture at all? Do you know how many engine swaps take place in the stance world? LS powered Mazdas, 2J powered BMWs, S52 powered Nissans... The list goes on and on. People design their own turbo set ups in their garage and slap them on their weird cars with zero aftermarket because they can…

Say hello to my little friend.

All these GD Harley weekend fair weather riders riding around my new neighborhood drive me nuts. You know, if you didn't yank the original pipes and put in some shit with zero baffles you might not need to turn your damned radio so loud. It is stupid fighting against stupid.

I’m pretty sure white means I’m a boring conformist who drives a transportation appliance.

Dont apologize for not wearing a helmet. Apologize for wearing that bandanna.

Lol. I can promise I’m as big, if not a bigger tool now. I’ve just evolved from one kind of tool to another.

Wife and redneck cousin? One and the same mate.

The pictures are nice, but I’m waiting for the Minecraft version.

I don’t even have one and I’m crossing my legs in sympathy.

The anti-depressant I’m on sort of makes me numb to the point where I don’t necessarily feel emotions that I might need to process in order to discuss them with a therapist. So I’m not sure if that’s a good thing. Sure, they keep me from going off the deep end, but do they prolong my condition because I’m not able to…

Both can absolutely be helpful in dealing with depression (and many other afflictions, I’m sure). But the older I get, the more I’m convinced that *everybody* could benefit from some kind of therapy, especially those people who insist they don’t need it.