Honk if the difference between “your,” and “you’re” is a tough concept to grasp.
My daily driver (‘91 Toyota Hilux,) turned 21 (rolled off the line August 1990,) and hit 150,000 miles on the odometer this past Friday. It’s certainly an interesting coincidence that it would hit both milestones at once. I poured some boxed wine into the fuel tank and we toasted in celebration.
My own fraternity. Yay. Bagel time!
I think Facebook is trying to tell me something.
Yeah. Rick’s just that fucking good.
lawlasaurus
Oh! That’s what went wrong. I get it.
I don’t respect us either.
