Person a: where is your turd driver
Person b : what
Person a: plunger A PLUNGER
When somebody enforces rules that nobody has heard of until now.
In the winte of '62, I moved from the corner of Lake and 30th streets to get in out of the -31 degree cold. I came out of the laundromat that provided a modicum of relief from the wind and cold to catch the Minneapolis City Bus. The driver stopped but said I couldn't use my transfer, because I wasn't being picked up at the CORNER OF 30TH AND LAKE STREET. I paid the fair with a grumble, saying "This sounds like Bus Drivers' rules, 'You Make Them Up As You Drive Along.'" There was some murmuring of agreement from the other passengers. He didn't throw me out into the Minus 31 degree night.
Getting a handjob from a passenger in the backseat while driving.
"I took a group of girls home from the concert, and one of them gave me a "mystery driver" on the way.
Rich pricks who can’t get through a single conversation without mentioning the fact that they own a Tesla. They are also willing to spend 5k to wrap their car the color that most cars come in.
Hi what’s your name.
I drive an ev
You must be a Tesla driver
A skinny dude who has a sexual infatuation with fat women. Typically targets them as they're easier than high maintenance broads.
Harold: Man have you seen Johnny lately?
Tim: Nah he's been off driving tanks again.
Harold: he sure is one for them plus size girls. I guess he's a "tank driver" now.
A skinny dude who has a sexual infatuation with fat women. Typically targets them as they're easier than high maintenance broads.
Harold: Man have you seen Johnny lately?
Tim: Nah he's been off driving tanks again.
Harold: he sure is one for them plus size girls. I guess he's a "tank driver" now.