With a little hard work and elbow grease, you could have a real piece of crap.
With a little hard work and elbow grease, you could have a real piece of crap.
The Volt remains the only GM vehicle I've seriously considered buying. I would throw money at a Colorado with a Voltec powertrain, and I think a lot of other people and businesses would as well.
What if, and bear with me here, companies started paying people under 40 wages high enough to afford the very products they are trying to sell?
I’ve always thought it was cute when my dog tries to get in the front seat. Now I know it's really an attempted carjacking.
There was a second pitcher in the production tent on the grassy knoll.
You know what else is old and rare? Polio.
It’s a Kona blend.
The only winning move is not to play.
It looks like one of the humans from the WALL-E universe.
Something about it is just unsettling. Like flying a kite at night or watching in horror as a child finds Niger on a map and botches the pronunciation.
That moment when your rival from the ad agency across town sees you in the car with a woman who is not your wife.
Crashing into a retention pond and getting it on with a salamander.
whoop whoop
“It's a girl, and her parents are idiots."
I'd pay $2,999 to never have to deal with people like this seller.
But you’ll miss all of the super fun and not at all awkward office birthday parties where you can watch your coworkers attempt to sing at figurative gunpoint!
Not that long ago, I had a boss who made a huge deal out of the 3% raise I received that came out to less than an extra 50 cents an hour.