no, YOUR mom
no, YOUR mom
Haha, the churches I’ve been to usually have cushions on the pews, or individual chairs that can be stacked out of the way in case the sanctuary needs to be used for other things. I gotta say that I’ve appreciated those cushions’ existence more than once.
Okay, the numbers are out, and I should absolutely not do that:
!!! I love this buggy so much.
Excuse me? Everyone knows James Bond doesn’t stick around for the part where you’d need the back seat.
Honestly, it’s the unholy amalgamation of mushy stuff that makes me anti-casserole, as a general rule.
As the resident track dork, let me just throw it out there that there’s absolutely nothing weird or interesting about the Miata. It does the two-seat sportscar thing competently and cheaply, but that’s exactly why it’s more common at a track day than a round of indigestion after eating an entire plate of naga jolokias.
Apparently I can’t!
let me tell you about rakija shots...
Old......er, I’m guessing?
Yeah. Knowing who wins doesn’t ruin it for me. I like seeing how the race pans out. You can’t convey visual information 100% accurately in words compared to just watching the dang video clip.
Oh man oh man oh man. I love everything about these plans. I miss lil’ trucks like the Samurai.
Oh man, a few of my friends got to drive the 24 Hours of Lemons car that used an electric forklift motor—just that, though. It’s pretty amazing to see how far home-tinkerers have come from just a few years ago.
Less often, not more often, sadly.
F1's live broadcast is usually just way too early unless it’s in this hemisphere. I love a good brefass beer and this IS the website of brefass scotch, but man. I’m old. Let me sip my shoe full of Afternoon Scotch during the replay, after I’ve told the dang kids to stay off my lawn.
it’s a bit much for the understated elegance of sticking nine fake exhausts onto my bumper
My friend that lives around Stuttgart noted that a lot of these Cayman mules are running around with stick-on fake exhausts, and now all I want on this stupid earth is a load of stick-on fake exhausts to do dumb things with.