Of course that snooty BMW isn't taking any responsibility.
So this is where cats go when they sneak out of the house.
Do something you won’t regret. Go see Daniel live on tour.
Save some of that ferocity for your wedding night, little lady.
This election year feels like we're living in an episode of Drunk Future. Minus the robots.
Maybe move that phone call to somewhere 88% less likely to explode.
[via TC Mag]
Thanks Mr. Taxi Driver, but something tells me I'm better at walking than you are at driving.
It's okay man, you miss 100% of the Target signs you don't try to hit.
Thankfully no donuts were harmed. Bodies everywhere, but the long johns lived.
[via Rad Ass]