wailingsmithers
Wailing Smithers
wailingsmithers

I prefer dog racing, the true sport of kings. Too bad they no longer let monkeys ride the dogs around the track. Nothing like seeing a monkey whip a dog down the backstretch!

Considering what they try to pass off as a pull up, I am not shocked.

Turanga Leela hasn’t suited up yet.

I don’t believe that’s the case on the show. Apparently the Players Union is pretty terrible about protecting crazy people, because I think I’ve gotten it down into the five figures before deciding, no, even I can’t do that to my completely fictional avatar.

Nice try the minimum salary is 545k! Jerk!

“I’ve found that most threats of violence that are yelled out of Volkswagen Jettas are unfounded.” 

It actually doesn’t impact that at all when you realize that the Browns spend most of the game with their heads shoved up their own asses.

He should’ve said “I bet you like sitting in an air-conditioned room eating fried chicken, huh?”

Well, last year some guy brushed by me on the street and called me a “fucking n-word”. After my aggressive diplomacy failed to convince him how unwise that was, I rocked him. After I let him get up he was able to throw some of his food on me, but the fucker still caught these hands.

“I give are president all the credit in the world!!!”

or maybe these

This is like a recovering coke addict talking to a heroin addict. Yeah, we both had a problem, but you were down a much worse path in life.

no, because that would be cruel, unlike enslaving them and forcing them to fight for sport

You take your star for this perfect reference.

Juan Pablo was also a 9/9 IndyCar guy, and his time in Nascar was mostly viewed as a failure. Its weird, when you win things, you’re viewed in a positive light, and when you destroy top notch equipment, and blame everyone but yourself you’re viewed as not very good.

I like seeing some of the old NASCAR cars from the 60's and 70's and am in a couple of facebook groups thereby associated. HOOO BOY is the level of discourse lower than low.

“Horton, Here’s a Poo!”