How about if it was a cyclist?A person.
Only white ones, obviously.
That's a tough one. Obviously they'd be white, but then again it's a cyclist, so not really a person.How about if it was a cyclist?A person.
Only white ones, obviously.
I aint stopping for #### in Detroit.A person.
Only white ones, obviously.
Yeah, that didn't end well the other day did it?I aint stopping for #### in Detroit.A person.
Only white ones, obviously.
Josie Maran said:That's a tough one. Obviously they'd be white, but then again it's a cyclist, so not really a person. Probably have to be a game time decision.NutterButter said:How about if it was a cyclist?Josie Maran said:A person.
Only white ones, obviously.
Wait...You've glossed over an obvious story that will most likely serve as my entertainment today.msudaisy26 said:I hit my husband with our car once, so yes I stopped. Other than that I would stop for a person if I was in a safe area after reading that story in Detroit.
I was in the NC mountains staying at a camp ground. The wife and I were riding around on a back road. I was going maybe 15 as it was fairly windy with lots of high grass next to the road. Well a puppy runs out of said high grass and manages to get hit. I stopped and found him. Then I found the owner. The guy was a real doosh about it. I mean keep your dog in a fence not in the street. But my wife insisted I give them money for the vet. So I gave them 100 and we went on our way,In HS, I was drivingng my best friend home. We were winding through the suburb roads and saw some girls playing beside the road. I slow down, but as we come up on them, we see they have a kitten. Well, that cat bolts straight at my car as we get to them, and all of a sudden, the girls started screaming that kitty got run over.
Yeah, Tony was like, don't stop ! I took him home and drove out another way.![]()
I was backing out of our driveway one afternoon and our trash can had blown over and I started to run it over and it got stuck under the car. I tried to just pull forward to get it out but it was stuck, so I went and grabbed my husband and his idea was to wrap a chain around the handle and I would pull forward while he pulled backwards and pull the trash can free. So I had the window open and he said he was ready but I had a blonde moment and put the car in reverse, he went through the back windshield. No major injuries but had to vacuum the car out like 3 times and had to replace the back window.Wait...You've glossed over an obvious story that will most likely serve as my entertainment today.msudaisy26 said:I hit my husband with our car once, so yes I stopped. Other than that I would stop for a person if I was in a safe area after reading that story in Detroit.
I'm going to need you to back up (but watch out for your husband).
Depends on who they are fake sponsored byJosie Maran said:That's a tough one. Obviously they'd be white, but then again it's a cyclist, so not really a person.NutterButter said:How about if it was a cyclist?Josie Maran said:A person.
Only white ones, obviously.
Probably have to be a game time decision.
I was backing out of our driveway one afternoon and our trash can had blown over and I started to run it over and it got stuck under the car. I tried to just pull forward to get it out but it was stuck, so I went and grabbed my husband and his idea was to wrap a chain around the handle and I would pull forward while he pulled backwards and pull the trash can free. So I had the window open and he said he was ready but I had a blonde moment and put the car in reverse, he went through the back windshield. No major injuries but had to vacuum the car out like 3 times and had to replace the back window.Wait...You've glossed over an obvious story that will most likely serve as my entertainment today.msudaisy26 said:I hit my husband with our car once, so yes I stopped. Other than that I would stop for a person if I was in a safe area after reading that story in Detroit.
I'm going to need you to back up (but watch out for your husband).
You paid $100 and got sex for it later, so essentially that was prostitution.I was in the NC mountains staying at a camp ground. The wife and I were riding around on a back road. I was going maybe 15 as it was fairly windy with lots of high grass next to the road. Well a puppy runs out of said high grass and manages to get hit. I stopped and found him. Then I found the owner. The guy was a real doosh about it. I mean keep your dog in a fence not in the street. But my wife insisted I give them money for the vet. So I gave them 100 and we went on our way,In HS, I was drivingng my best friend home. We were winding through the suburb roads and saw some girls playing beside the road. I slow down, but as we come up on them, we see they have a kitten. Well, that cat bolts straight at my car as we get to them, and all of a sudden, the girls started screaming that kitty got run over.
Yeah, Tony was like, don't stop ! I took him home and drove out another way.![]()
Have you two geniuses thought about adoption as an alternative to procreation?I was backing out of our driveway one afternoon and our trash can had blown over and I started to run it over and it got stuck under the car. I tried to just pull forward to get it out but it was stuck, so I went and grabbed my husband and his idea was to wrap a chain around the handle and I would pull forward while he pulled backwards and pull the trash can free. So I had the window open and he said he was ready but I had a blonde moment and put the car in reverse, he went through the back windshield. No major injuries but had to vacuum the car out like 3 times and had to replace the back window.Wait...You've glossed over an obvious story that will most likely serve as my entertainment today.msudaisy26 said:I hit my husband with our car once, so yes I stopped. Other than that I would stop for a person if I was in a safe area after reading that story in Detroit.
I'm going to need you to back up (but watch out for your husband).
Good lord. 3 times????I was backing out of our driveway one afternoon and our trash can had blown over and I started to run it over and it got stuck under the car. I tried to just pull forward to get it out but it was stuck, so I went and grabbed my husband and his idea was to wrap a chain around the handle and I would pull forward while he pulled backwards and pull the trash can free. So I had the window open and he said he was ready but I had a blonde moment and put the car in reverse, he went through the back windshield. No major injuries but had to vacuum the car out like 3 times and had to replace the back window.Wait...You've glossed over an obvious story that will most likely serve as my entertainment today.I'm going to need you to back up (but watch out for your husband).msudaisy26 said:I hit my husband with our car once, so yes I stopped. Other than that I would stop for a person if I was in a safe area after reading that story in Detroit.
It was his work car, every time someone else would ride in the back seat they would ask hey what is this and find more glass in the backseat of the car.Good lord. 3 times????I was backing out of our driveway one afternoon and our trash can had blown over and I started to run it over and it got stuck under the car. I tried to just pull forward to get it out but it was stuck, so I went and grabbed my husband and his idea was to wrap a chain around the handle and I would pull forward while he pulled backwards and pull the trash can free. So I had the window open and he said he was ready but I had a blonde moment and put the car in reverse, he went through the back windshield. No major injuries but had to vacuum the car out like 3 times and had to replace the back window.Wait...You've glossed over an obvious story that will most likely serve as my entertainment today.I'm going to need you to back up (but watch out for your husband).msudaisy26 said:I hit my husband with our car once, so yes I stopped. Other than that I would stop for a person if I was in a safe area after reading that story in Detroit.
You misinterpreted. The look in its eyes was, "I can has cheeseburger?" I think you'll be fine. Unless you in fact had a cheeseburger in that moment. In which case you're going to hell.I remember one time somewhere outside of Farmington Hills and there is traffic and it is sunny and there must be construction ahead because we are beginning a slow crawl and I look to my right and at the edge of the road is this tiny lap dog who had been hit looking up at me as it tries to scoot itself off the road. It was like sitting and looking at me and I was in traffic and I didn't stop. I was maybe 18 then, I am 41 now. I will never forget that moment. The look in its eyes was 'please help me'.
That, in my opinion is what will send me to hell.
That poor car.msudaisy26 said:It was his work car, every time someone else would ride in the back seat they would ask hey what is this and find more glass in the backseat of the car.ClownCausedChaos2 said:Good lord. 3 times????msudaisy26 said:I was backing out of our driveway one afternoon and our trash can had blown over and I started to run it over and it got stuck under the car. I tried to just pull forward to get it out but it was stuck, so I went and grabbed my husband and his idea was to wrap a chain around the handle and I would pull forward while he pulled backwards and pull the trash can free. So I had the window open and he said he was ready but I had a blonde moment and put the car in reverse, he went through the back windshield. No major injuries but had to vacuum the car out like 3 times and had to replace the back window.Wait...You've glossed over an obvious story that will most likely serve as my entertainment today.I'm going to need you to back up (but watch out for your husband).msudaisy26 said:I hit my husband with our car once, so yes I stopped. Other than that I would stop for a person if I was in a safe area after reading that story in Detroit.
lol we still have it!That poor car.msudaisy26 said:It was his work car, every time someone else would ride in the back seat they would ask hey what is this and find more glass in the backseat of the car.ClownCausedChaos2 said:Good lord. 3 times????msudaisy26 said:I was backing out of our driveway one afternoon and our trash can had blown over and I started to run it over and it got stuck under the car. I tried to just pull forward to get it out but it was stuck, so I went and grabbed my husband and his idea was to wrap a chain around the handle and I would pull forward while he pulled backwards and pull the trash can free. So I had the window open and he said he was ready but I had a blonde moment and put the car in reverse, he went through the back windshield. No major injuries but had to vacuum the car out like 3 times and had to replace the back window.Wait...You've glossed over an obvious story that will most likely serve as my entertainment today.I'm going to need you to back up (but watch out for your husband).msudaisy26 said:I hit my husband with our car once, so yes I stopped. Other than that I would stop for a person if I was in a safe area after reading that story in Detroit.
If it's dark and you're on a remote road around these parts it's probably a deer so folks generally stop.If it's dark and you're on a remote road, "#### it, that thing is dead" pretty much works for everything
That's good eatin'!If it's dark and you're on a remote road around these parts it's probably a deer so folks generally stop.If it's dark and you're on a remote road, "#### it, that thing is dead" pretty much works for everything![]()
We were camping. I was getting sex anyway.T Bell said:You paid $100 and got sex for it later, so essentially that was prostitution.I was in the NC mountains staying at a camp ground. The wife and I were riding around on a back road. I was going maybe 15 as it was fairly windy with lots of high grass next to the road. Well a puppy runs out of said high grass and manages to get hit. I stopped and found him. Then I found the owner. The guy was a real doosh about it. I mean keep your dog in a fence not in the street. But my wife insisted I give them money for the vet. So I gave them 100 and we went on our way,In HS, I was drivingng my best friend home. We were winding through the suburb roads and saw some girls playing beside the road. I slow down, but as we come up on them, we see they have a kitten. Well, that cat bolts straight at my car as we get to them, and all of a sudden, the girls started screaming that kitty got run over.
Yeah, Tony was like, don't stop ! I took him home and drove out another way.![]()