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Straight from the 90s

Holy sweet jesus!

I worked for a dealership in Latham, NY (New Nissans, used everything else). Had a customer come onto the lot (Husband, wife, son and daughter). I was “up” so I went out and intercepted them as they were walking towards the new Sentras.

+1 for showroom dump

What is it about car parts? I was looking at my bank account online and saw several hundred dollars worth of car parts pop up from different vendors. Called the bank who gave me the name and address of both stores. Called the merchants-one guy was very nice and thanked me for getting in touch before he shipped out the…

Sorry about that, we needed a few pieces to keep Raph’s bug running.

I live nearby, and can check it out if anyone is interested.

Their velvet cheesecake still tastes good :B

I feel like that manager deprived the health department of a really amusing experience, though.

I love the idea of having a fairy allergy. Walking around beautiful meadows and wooded glens would be so dangerous!

I don’t have life-threatening allergies, but when I eat or touch a small number of things I break out in hives and start wheezing, my nose runs like crazy, my eyes stream for hours. The list sounds like I’m a whiny bitch: orange sweet potatoes, salmon and other pink fish, dates, agave, under ripe mango (latex in the…

I love mangoes. My stomach does not love mangoes. A restaurant once failed to honor my “seriously, no mango in this please” request and I ended up projectile vomiting all over everything, in full view of a ton of potential customers.

The Passion of the Christ

continued strong sales of the Cherokee

Looks exactly like 500L ?!!?!?!? Holy shit you need glasses.

No other opinion is needed, because BOSS!

I’d like to pretend I’m too cool not to watch the draft tonight, since I won’t be, but really it’s because I bought tickets to Age of Ultron a month ago and forgot they were the same day.

If you have the means , patience, and responsibility please go get a dog from the pound.

Get a shelter dog. This is Roxie. I adopted her when she was 18 months old, 12 months of which she had spent in a crate.