I have a rental car right now, a Toyota Carolla, and it is more fun than burning your infant sister with a magnifying glass. Yesterday we went to a park and did e-brake turns and shit. I figure that as long as they can't see the damage there isn't any. It has a sweet tape player and we paly it full blast, it sounds like the speaker cones are tearing...I think they did. It smells like a dead cat, so I checked in the trunk, but to my disappointment all I found was a pen. I wish I could be like Bam and crash into shit and light it on fire, but that would be costly and I have better things to do with my money.
Its not how good you ski, but how good you look in the lift line that counts.
Jibbin' For Jesus