That delay made my recording miss most of the 2nd half of the race. :/

I hope that Jessica Dilallo found out that her story got picked up and she’s here to read this:

That’s a great idea, and when you touch the child of some off-the-handle individual such as myself, you’re dead.

Middle-aged guy now in debt for life

This unfinished project is already infinitely more appealing than that piece of shit you featured yesterday.

Who the fuck folded Drew’s pocket square? Actually, I’m not completely certain that it isn’t just a napkin. What a slovenly bastard. I love him when he isn’t making me cringe (when there are just words with no visuals).

After his report comes back, we’ll find out just how much of a mess I’ve really wrought upon myself.

He needs to get someone to help with his welds.

I’m still on my second Galaxy S5.
Expandable storage.
Removable battery.
Headphone jack.
Water resistance (IP67).

This is terrible for your body.

Agreed. I want to block all of your bullshit.

Walnut? How pedestrian. If it isn’t endangered, it isn’t worthy of the smoke from my Gurkha.

Who cares about the legality? Surround yourself with armed men. Kill your attackers. Sort out the legal troubles when you’re still alive to do so.

I think somewhere around 9-10 yrs old, I started driving my uncle’s little 3-speed automatic Datsun in the fields near my grandparents’ house. Once I showed that I could reach the pedals, they would turn me loose and tell me to not go on the road.

Well, that and because what he was preaching during his campaign was a mess of pipe dreams, but a bunch of white people fell for that also.

People are fucking crazy.

He’s so fortunate that the hose was that long and that he didn’t smash his legs on any beams. Those would have been some gnarly injuries.

Don’t use the “TURN ONLY” center lane for anything other than TURNING.

I have some spare cash lying around. Now, I just want to go hang out in Montreal for a few months, screaming song lyrics at random in public spaces.