I turned one of my race mechanics loose with my dealer license one winter and he bought an ancient Subaru Impreza 2 door something or another… bragged about it and I bitched about it junking up the race shop… it snowed like two feet and I drove in in my Jeep and laughed at him for having to dig out the lezmobile… he started it and no shit plowed snow with the bumper! They definitely go in the snow…. And he paid $300! I still bitched and teased him as that’s what friends do
You must have an eye for sperm I hadn’t noticed but yeah I’m sure if Dan takes a chocolate bar to the Rez they’ll love the spermwood too that’s an old Moose racial slur against native women…I can admit stereotypes are there for a reason … man I miss that guy…
Its a loong story,but the guy was my best friend,and we raced harescrambles together.He was from Missouri,and by far the craziest MFER I everk new.He use to introduce me to Waffle House waitresses as the cock wagon deluxe to embarass me.The dude was truely insane! He would shit in front of the paybox at orv trails,leave open porno mags open all over the dash of his truck for everyone to see.He use to tell the Waffle house waitresses he was a veterinarian,and people were raising kittens in jars,and he had an organization hell bent on stopping it! Then he would tell Daisy with 2 teefs after our race he was coming back to take her to a motel. He could embarass Anyone!! and was a pretty fast rider
Missouri explains it… show me state racing buddy woke up from surgery and started asking the smoking hot nurse about a little goat… “where’s that little goat at?” “Oh you must be hallucinating… there ther, there is no goat” “well there must be because it taste like one shit in my mouth!” She got him some water and was no longer sympathetic
I took my dad's car away from him. He was a danger to everyone on the road. He was furious, but most of the time he didn't remember what happened. Every time it crossed his mind, he got mad all over again.
yeah that’s a rough one… I’ve bought and given my mom every car she’s had for over 30 years and I just gave her the last one… paid the insurance and plates and told her I’m not doing it ever again… she shouldn’t be driving… she’s not a danger to others but never remembers where she’s going or how to get there… sad really… made my sister a deal 30 years ago… I’d handle cars and houses and she gets her when she gets to old to function… her turn… disclaimer… I was raised by my wonderful Nan who was my favorite person in the world and my actual mom was/is a shitty mother… as callous as that may sound… it’s factual
You might want to think that through a little more. A male lipstick lesbian is essentially a drag queen. NTTATWWT.
Damn it! fine Beac we all know who really started this cock wagon master deluxe car business back with you talking about wagon action and since you get at least double scores with every interaction you have to be the top Cock Wagon Master Deluxe of the Beeb so bow down boys
We used to use a ladder lesbian for odd jobs a few years ago. She was awesome and knew her shit. Sold her our Subaru cheap when someone stole her van. and yea, our Subaru had lesbian tilted stickers on the back. I had a fucking ball driving that thing and the looks I got.