Flashback to 1998. Granny’s prepping for Y2K. Beans, rice, water, and bullets. I’m a sophomore.

“I think the fundamental, pureéd gruel-like blandness of the Dodge Diplomat is probably best summed up in how this promo movie describes it’s size: “between a compact and an intermediate!”’

A friend of mine bought a VW Diesel Golf. Turns out the sellers lied about the emissions or something big time. Super sketchy scenario. Whatevs. Sellers took it back.

I didn’t notice any break.

“...appeared to come from PornHub, a popular porn website, and lasted for about three minutes,”

Bow-chicka-choo-choo

Assad is also fighting ISIS. So is Iran. So is Libya. Maybe Trump should start giving these governments top secret intelligence that the Israelis shared with us in confidence as well?

First cop on the scene told him to put his Piscataway. But the guy’s a Hoboken so he just kept Wyckoff his Weehawken until he Nutley.

I would love a lift. Getting in and out under a jacked up car for an afternoon and my back hurts for almost a week.

I think that’s it, I enjoy it. Little jobs that service companies soak you for. Heck even changing a headlight is ridiculous now on some of these new vehicles.

Would I do a timing chain now? No.

And Compressed Air

One of the biggest things that they did was the stupid sign and drive program in the early 2000's. they ended up repossessing so many cars that they lost billions of dollars.

“My cash stretch longer than Glennon necks.”

If there was a way to make a gasoline-scented candle without causing my apartment turning into Hiroshima, you bet your ass I’d buy that shit by the case.

I new a girl ass well.

“Hey Mustang - Hold my beer and watch THIS!” - Viper.

Mama told me... Not to sell work. 17, 5, same color T-Shirt...

If tossing a salad behind a truck on the side of the highway is wrong, I don’t want to be right.