You retire to Phoenix from some frozen popsicle like Chicago or Minneapolis or the non-existent god forbid, Canada. So when the days get long, you get the hell out and go home.
Q: What the hell is that bent piece of metal that is sticking over the back left tire? A: You tell me -- that's what comments are for.
My first tamale was "the Charles Barkley" of tamales, "terrible, just terrible."
The Lying Nazi Bullshit Diesel was an unstoppable zombie, but I finally knocked off it's head with one dirty swing. I dropped it off at the VW dealer on Oct. 26. It was not a tearful goodbye. VW has it all on video tape. Turning in the car felt like I was being deposed by … Continue reading The Lying Nazi is No More
We all have a friend or acquaintance who just blurts out the truth even if they are not thinking about it or even trying. Kangaroo-face Gilbson has been trying
Every time I find a tennis shoe I like - brand, make, model, year, color, 10 seconds after I walk out of the store, they change all the fucking models
I had been told both my knees had tendonitis. It could get better in 2 weeks or 2 years. It didn't