Illuminate to me the downsides of owning a 1981 VW Rabbit pickup. This one is for sale, and I believe that owning it will brighten my attitude toward America and also spring me from the prison of severe depression in which I am caged. Would need to learn how to drive stick.
I want this truck.
It’s always nerve-wracking the first time I invite someone into my home because it’s hard to predict how they’ll react to my collection of tasteful nudes. Ideally, I’ll open the front door, say something like “Welcome to my humble abode” as an ice breaker, then get out of their way to let them…
OK look, I don’t really give a shit about baseball, but if I did, it’d be all O’s all the time if only because Frank loves them. (Also because I love Baltimore and the only games I’ve ever been to have been O’s games.) I live in Royalville though and people here are losing their shit over these playoffs.
whoa, check out tony hawk’s sick 180°! 180°C for three hours, that is. a pot roast, that is. tony’s a house husband now, homie.
have they put fuck the pain away in the rock and roll hall of fame yet?