Yeah, it's pretty safe to say we didn't escape winter this year. Shitty, dirty, salty, slushy, icey roads are once again back in full swing. Another advantage of living down south: clean cars. You guys don't live in filth for three to five months. Filth that ensures every car is covered in grime, and every single floor of every single public building is salty, wet and dirty. Next time you complain about heat, keep that in mind. I miss the winter like I miss a car door slamming on my hand.
My stomach is not pleased with last night's plentiful beer and poutine after a two month hiatus from both. Also, an acquaintance attempted to stick her hand in my bra last night.
No hangover is a win. My daughter finally accomplishing her life-long goal of ripping my glasses in half, though, is most definitely a lose. Time to get over my pissy eye issues and just get contacts already.
True, but we go thru batteries and tires a lot faster. It seems I replace my car batteries every two years and don't get any more than 40k out of a set of tires. Up north, I replaced the tires on my 4Runner at 75k and the battery at 90k. Down here, I also had to replace both AC units in my Tahoe after 5 years. That's a lot of car washes.
Yeah, changing tires more frequently. Much worse than having your floors rust out beneath you. And winter tires. And, you know, everything else about snow and driving, like the constant risk of death and injury.
Still upset you didn't get a puppy to kick for Christmas? Run your vehicle thru a car wash and get the salt off the undercarriage. And as for the constant risk of death and injury, we have to share the road with DixieBandit.
If some of this pain doesn't start subsiding soon I should be allowed to punch just one baby. Angel: I know that style of Tat' art. It's called "I am a huge attention whore".
I'm largely absent from this board, except as a lurker nowadays, but I just wanted to say that I love all you degenerate bastards-thank you for enriching my life and being awesome. Happy new year to you all x x x
Of course, that's not the only not-so-bright tattoo idea I have seen. There are some out there that will void even the strongest bladder.
Because they really needed to obscure her eyes in that second photo. She has a big neon tough sticker on her chest that would identify her even when wearing the paper bag over her head which she so sorely needs.
This is the best tattoo ever. You can't argue it. How great of a butt rape deterrent is that? "I can't fuck this guy. The President is watching me."
Never, ever get the name of your boyfriend/girlfriend tattooed on you. You will break up immedietly and feel like an idiot for the rest of your life. It's science.
I've threatened to tattoo the wife's name on the side of my neck in large Mexican style script. Hey fuck it, why not.