I absolutely detest on the unholiest of the holy scale the wide wheels on lifted trucks. They are so fucking dumb. It does nothing to appeal or improve anything. All it does is advertise the fact you have a small penis.

Blacked out lights.

Fake fender vents.

found the official track statement:

This one is more of a lie-of-omission type of thing:
My kids are entirely unaware that automatic transmissions have been invented. I’m going to let them live in this blissful ignorance as long as I can. Hopefully well past when they start driving.

“Hey honey, gotta work on the car today. This should only take me an hour or so, and I’ve got everything I need already.”

Bristol died when they resurfaced it.

THANK GOD.

The game of Lava, Mustang, Crowds is a lot like Rock, Paper, Scissors.

It’s not half-lifted. That truck is just hauling around the over-inflated ego of the owner.

David, any chance that we can see that gorgeous wood paneling get refinished? Maybe “old friend of the program” Larry Kosilla can give this beaut a once-over! Content, baby.

You’d have to be out of your freaking mind to rent out your motorcycle to any rando with a motorcycle license. I got my motorcycle license on a 150cc scooter (because that’s what I ride), so some schmuck is going to toss me the keys to his liter bike? Sounds like a good way to total a bike right quick ... unless an…

NP.

Sounds like the hill is Waze too steep. People should navigate around it.

MO-PEDS, MO-PROBLEMS am I right??

Those aren’t donuts, those are Cheerios.

I’m a big guy. 6'2" 245lbs. Wide at the shoulders and hips. Not particularly fat, just a big person. An airline seats worst nightmare.

As the camera guy points out a few minutes in: “If we had eight hours,” it’d probably paddle its way back to solid ground.

So this was Rail Force One.

Sopwith Camel tattoo I got several years ago. The pilot is somewhat famous too.