The guy who spends untold thousands of dollars a year on nostalgia asks why a company would market nostalgia. There are certainly more successful ventures consoomerism, but some retards will buy these.
A Tesla would end up as a new lawn ornament for the Wus. As is, John only gets to drive his Porches to the mechanic's shop and back. Amazon Prime and Uber Eats cover everything else he wants.
A Tesla would end up as a new lawn ornament for the Wus. As is, John only gets to drive his Porches to the mechanic's shop and back. Amazon Prime and Uber Eats cover everything else he wants.
Nigga please. For what they were they were perfectly fine. They were great for a quick pass-and-play with friends or family on a road trip. But I guess since John never had any friends, he never got the idea of trying to get a higher score than your friends.
I never played any of those, but I had JP & Street Fighter and they were a solid way to kill half an hour.
Well, I stopped by Barnes & Noble to read Frank's piece of crap story in the new Analog. It's a short short, running only three pages of text. And the rest of it sucked just as bad as Page One. It would stand out as substandard on a fanfic site, but there it is in Analog.
Frank earns bonus woke points for emphasizing that the only cowardly dog in his story is a male.
Especially amusing was the part where the owner of "the mostly gray dog's" ancestor recognizes it as Rocket's descendant by its horribly matted fur and its bad smell. So Frank does seem aware of the fact that John is abusing the dogs.
The funny thing is for $5000 (more than what the Quickjack cost, but less than all the Porsches in the Wu household) John could have bought an actual 4 post lift that more serious car enthusiasts use to work on their cars.
Even the lift in this picture isn't particularly difficult to install or operate. But here's John bragging about how he owns a glorified car jack and acting as if he owns some sophisticated tool used by professionals. For the Quickjack Frank bought him, he could achieve the same level of work using a standard floor jack and four jack stands from Harbor Freight or Autozone for under $100. It's fucking laughable that master mechanic John is bragging about the skill requirement to use the Quickjack. It looks like you just connect an air compressor to it and turn it on. It's like a professional chef bragging about using KitchenAid equipment.
Wow, integration sucks and desegregation is horrible. Thanks to the white man named John Walker Flynt for letting us know that was all a terrible idea.
Also this illiterate faggot doesn't know what "flaunted" and "flouted" mean. John should kill himself.
Wow, integration sucks and desegregation is horrible. Thanks to the white man named John Walker Flynt for letting us know that was all a terrible idea.
Also this illiterate faggot doesn't know what "flaunted" and "flouted" mean. John should kill himself.
I can't be the only one that noticed this. They haven't swept the floor since the leaves fell and blew into the garage. View attachment 2254186
It's very Casa de Wu.
Frank won't think that photo is so cute at his murder trial after John is crushed to death while randomly jabbing at the undercarriage of one of his Porsches with an SAE wrench.
Frank won't think that photo is so cute at his murder trial after John is crushed to death while randomly jabbing at the undercarriage of one of his Porsches with an SAE wrench.
Oh he will never go under there, what would he even do, Wu probably thinks it's an awesome way to park his car. It feels like a display rack and reminds me of his dusty titty figurines.
I'm gonna go full armchair psychologist on this one. Mississippi is where John grew up a complete a total fuck up. He can't mention anything specific specific about his life before Brianna or else his entire house of cards falls down. It represents the life of failure that he left behind when he reinvented himself. The state itself is a convenient punching bag for a woke northern urbanite because the perception of his peers is that it's a backward state of inbred rednecks.
Mississippi is his parents who turned off the money tap to their useless junkie son. It's all the kids who made fun of him growing for being a spazz. It's the counselors at rehab who told him no. It's the college who wouldn't just give him a degree because his parents paid them. Mississippi is that fucking sandnigger at the college newspaper.
John can dunk of all of them now because he's New England Brianna, Godzilla of Tech.
C'mon, Brianna. No talk about those Islamic countries like Saudi Arabia?
Oh, that's right.
Because deep down, you and a billion other fake feminists adhere to that stereotype that you'd be blown to Kingdom Come if you commented on it.
That's where your "clever: little analysis falls apart Mr misogyman
John has no peers...he is the best at everything.
and anything he doesn't know about is b/c he is busy rebuilding old Porsches [insert latest fetish*] and after 3 months and lots of questions on internet boards will have assembled enough buzz-words to show that his superiority allowed him to gain professional/master craftsman..craftswoman? crafts-cock-chop-monster?...level of skill
* I was going to write I shudder to think of the day Frank buys him an actual track car, but then I realized the flaw. If he started club racing, his actual results would be recorded.
and if John learned one thing from being a CANidate...sorry CAN'Tidate - it that it's much better to do something like a PAC where you just parade around a mission statement and there are no real performance metrics**
**cross-troon opportunity. Maybe zach can runan anova on Bribri PAC's influence when he gets to that module...on the 3rd of never