RicardoObviouso

one day you'll meet a girl who longs for a guy to "talk guns to me" and you'll live happily ever after. i'm serious. i've seen it happen. and she was fucking hot.

armani.... c'mon i expect better from you.

i was expecting better. they should have tubbed the rear wells and used fatter rubber

your photos barely ever work. what the hell is wrong with you?

ahaha. bench seats. totally. my front bench was jammed on the drivers side so i sat about 6 inches closer to the dash than the passenger. also had no window cranks, 8-track, and the locks wouldnt work in the cold. mine was silver sedan with a blue roof. i bought it for $500 from an extremely old woman who was the original owner. when i was 16 my parents bought a rental property in coquitlam that had two units above a parking lot and one above a convenience store. i used the one above the store and bought the car. i didnt even have my license at the time, so i would drive to school every once in a while, then out at night to do power slides and doughnuts. the car was virtually bulletproof until i shattered the rear-end in new westminster and drove the fucker home clunking-away. it sat for about 6 months. during that time a woman hit it while impaired and cut me a check that night for $800 to keep my mouth shut. two weeks later a guy across the street was working on his mustang when it jumped the jackstands, rolled down the driveway across the street down the other driveway and smashed into my car. insurance covered me and cut me another cheque for $1500. about a year later after a whole ton of oil leaks, i decided to buy a rear end for it ($250) and after a week of installation, it was back on the road. not too long after that i bought a supercharged MR2 and parked the volare for good. the volare sat in that driveway from 1998 until about 7 months ago when the building got sold. i happened to drive by one day and notice its absense.

must be nice. the problem anyone who's buying a home in vancouver (and has specific needs/tastes) is faced with is that once you get into the homes that are truly nice, they're so overpriced, you get to the point where you start to consider doing a custom. who wants to pay $3 million dollars for a home that doesnt have EVERYTHING exactly the way you want it?

if you like the exige, you'd love my street. (there's a lotus dealer on it, and at any given time there's at least one of every color parked on the sidewalk)

plus who needs guns and shit when you have a garage full of beautiful automobiles.

someone's got cars on the brain. my first car ever was a 1977 dodge volare. slant six. i have so many fucking memories about that car.

apparently the guy spends up to six months building one watch. charles... i love the collection of camaros. nice touch.

rapport rigorous slant grunt

the sunseeker predator 108 - $8.4MUSD this home in ibiza spain - 4,400,000

office laptop

the thing about pro athletes is this: the only reason that you know how much money they make is because pro sports is entertainment for the masses and people are obsessed with fame. if you knew how much money the CEOs of major corporations were making, you'd flip. its a hell of a lot more than pro athletes, and to think that MOST CEOs dont contribute anything near as much as they should, dollar for dollar. there was an article in a magazine a few months ago that showed the average CEO makes more in one day than the average person makes in one year. pro athlete's are getting paid what the owners of the clubs are willing to pay them in order for their business to turn a profit. the financial anomoly with pro sports is that its unique in the way that its front line soldiers are the ones with notariety and big paycheques. you know who you should be trying to take down? businesses like wal-mart who pay their front liners fuck all and have their GMs and RMs making 6 figures+ while playing golf three-four times a week.

seinfeld - serenity now

dude. ballistic batons and sex scandals.

spank hoochie frolic fizzle keen

she's admitted herself into rehab. i'm quite certain she's decided she has a problem. i'm also quite certain you've nothing at all better to do than argue anything and everything down to its smallest possible fibre. and for that, i say: no thanks.

having kids may not mean you are no longer "entitled to a life" but it absolutely does mean that your priorities shift, and the care and protection of those that one chooses to bring into this world is paramount. while its true that there are probably a fair share of substance abusing law breaking parents out there, let me assure you that whether or not that substance abuser is britney spears and the father is kevin federline, these cases aren't so uncommon. north america is obsessed with 'celebrity' so of course britney's case is going to be front and center, but you can bet your fucking life that every justice system in every city on this continent is dealing with a case just like this at any given moment.

i'm in. are we going to do it by date, metheod, location or go for broke on a trifecta?

intelligence and reciting previously read material are two different things completely.

yep. you're still a fool.

the crazy thing is, when bizud goes to run for political office, a bunch of former mg board members will come out in alliance and tell everyone that the fucker lived under the stairs for a bit and completely ruin his credibility. seriously though. if you consider that the reason why children commit what society considers to be bad or wrong things is usually because their revolting against authority. try taking the authority away at an age where its deemed that its doing more bad than good. the worst it could possibly be is a social experiment in the evolution of adolescent behaviour. this is the generation of entitlement. kids expect the roof over their heads, the k swiss shoes on their feet and money in their pocket all while expressing their expert opinions on why they should't have to go get a job at the mall. put them in an environment where they have to support themselves at a young age, and they'll have no time to fuck around. 30+ years ago, it was normal to have 3+ kids and a career job with a stay at home wife at an age most would consider today to be too young. kids were scared of being idiots. now you've got a higher cost of living, a higher "need" for "things" and in most cases both parents are working to provide the things in life that go above and beyond what most would consider necessary. so while all this money is coming in, and the kids are EXPECTING lined pockets, their off fucking around while mom and dad are at work trying to finance the trip to hawaii. priorities have changed, so everything else has to follow suit.

i have no hook-ups when it comes to promoters and raves. not exactly something i like being associated with when it comes to my career. i heard the best thing to do is either scan craigslist often or show up a couple hours late to the venue and buy cheap tix from scalpers that are panicking to unload their extras.

you should dress up as a walmart employee.