A cab.
Wife: "Nothing. I want a traditional, non-talking one."
Because they want to see the front line too
Atrophy
I WON this belt buckle, I OWN that truck, and I swear to God I was just helping that sheep over the fence.
Imagine there's a race of people called customers. Now imagine you're a huge racist.
The second one's a race for the cure. Shamelessely stolen from .
A CABBAGE!
Where to sir?