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Ah, the Ford Escape Bronco
Ah, the Ford Escape Bronco
“YoU’vE aLrEaDy ShArEd ThIs FiLe. Do YoU wAnT tO rEpLaCe It?”
I’m glad the sports ball people have something. Good for them.
Oh, that gap in the mid to late 2000s? Let me direct you to the Wikipedia page. The Great Recession
My first car didn’t have a blower in the air conditioning system. It worked off of convection. The first winter I drove it, I’d roll down the window and stick my head out into the weather.
What if there were a place to post truly unpopular opinions but we didn’t call it out?
I know. We could call it Popular Opinions.
I figured they were conspicuous show pieces, intended for others to see on one’s bookshelf or in one’s hand in public.
They could be owned by sewer rats. But that wouldn’t matter 'cause I don’t eat the mother fucker anyway.
I’ve encountered both. The two I mentioned got the point across.
All the damn time as a kid. So no one can say I didn’t try.
How can you tell they’re Mormon?
It’s simple. Feed the rich to pigs. Eat the pigs.
Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
These are a few of my favorite things
This is my favorite Christmas song because as soon as I hear those lines, I’m transported to Barstow California, on the edge of the desert. I’m riding in a whale of a car and traveling at great speed. All the while diving deep into a blender of illicit substances.
And what about second femdom?
In the three places I worked with lift equipment, one had no training, one had a week long course, and one relied on “previous experience” until they could squeeze you in to the one day class they periodically held for the revolving door of workers.
You had me at Gabrielle.
Elin back out because mommy said so.
GWAR the Motion Picture
My lifestyle necessitates being able to go outside at a moment’s notice.