It wasn’t the tank that was the problem, it was the filler that was in the back that was dangerous if it got rammed down into the tank. That was unique to Ford. still, I liked the Pinto my ex and I had years ago.
Provided she doesn’t have a knife to your back.
Most mind-numbing job? That would be auditing.
It doesn’t say Happy Hour, so nobody should go in expecting that.
I did! :)
I believe the term is “tired, inaccurate label.”
He’s like me. He has a six-pack, but it’s wrapped in bacon.
Finally, a use for those little rodents that got a break from society.
Or even better, to the wall. But I would never suggest using it as a dart target. ;)
I think the platypus has some complaints if its own. Talk about an identity crisis!