wanderwebster
wanderwebster
wanderwebster

You’re a monster. Or a 6 year old. But I repeat myself.

Are we just going to ignore that Mrs. Butterworth’s bottle? Big pancakes/small pancakes... who gives a fuck, but they better have some real goddamn maple syrup, or we’re going to have a fuckin’ problem!

The Wrangler Dragon Edition, it comes to us from an alternate universe where Bruce Lee never existed and Burt Reynolds took his place.

The Chevy Venture Warner Brother’s Edition, with matching keychains. You had to be Daffy to drive one.

Hot Take*: it’s the pop-up headlights, which make everything bad, and are amongst the worst contribution to the auto industry.

You’re going to have to show your work on this one, I’m afraid.

Maybe not but we could have CRUSHED Tom Sawyer.


That water is nowhere near “almost up to the headlights.” It’s about a foot lower than that.

Sleeper pick

*it’s

they’ll never find mine...

The action of going mudding makes you a redneck. It’s just reality.

You can be a wealthy hedge fund manager from Wall Street named Kip Smithers, but for those five minutes that you’re ripping donuts through a field in your Mercedes GLS, you’re a redneck.

Civic Si’s?!

Your juices flow more for a civic si than an Aston Martin? Yikes...

“Why is it always the people with shitty cars that try and show out? No one gives a fuck about your 10-year-old V6 charger, I promise.”

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I was able to enhance the audio to pull out your track commentary:

I go to Canada with my Florida registered car whenever I can. Time for revenge for November to April!

It’s almost as if people die all the time every year...

The Lakers decided to win a few games in the hopes of increasing the odds of losing their pick, and thus reducing the odds of having to fucking deal with Lavar Ball for the next 5 years.