It was the one day of the year when the people of Tucson whispered "winter is coming" and dug in their closets to find their one dust-covered windbreaker.
If you are going to have a team, it's going to need a nickname, a mascot and some fucked up cheers.
The bosses said it was a really important trip and they needed "key" people to go. I was really happy they picked me, until I learned "key people" means fucking idiots.
My clueless riders, didn't ask and didn't know those things. They just assumed that everyone thinks it's OK to endanger and maybe kill other people who don't look like or sound like you.
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.
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
Here's to another sex offender on the Supreme Court (move over Clarence, here comes Brett, an even bigger and badder pervert). But even if we voted both of them off the court, it doesn't fix the bigger issue.