This vid has some cereal mixed reviews, but there is a central message that I think a lot of people are missing because we can be so blindly feminist, that we don’t even consider supporting everyone instead of tearing the other ‘guys’ down. There is something to be said for humanity, y’all.
By Anna Akana
No, not talking about Reading as in you’re pretending you already read Romeo & Juliet simply because you can say they both die at the end. No shit. I mean Reading, Pennsylvania, where I went with my pops and my god-pops to a lovely, LOUD-ASS drag race for a weekend (who needs school???).
If you’re considering it but can’t think of anyone to go with, go alone, I’d say. Odds are you’ll have more fun alone, at least from what I’ve seen.
Oh, and don’t ever breathe in nitro. I don’t care who dares you. Worst headache ever, the high is not worth it. And you will get high.
John Force is a dick, BTW. His girls are cute, but he’s a dick. So, he went up against his daughter Britney in a race (funny car) and she broke the record for top speed EVER recorded for a funny car @ 319 mph, I believe it was……anyway, he gets on the mike, his loud fucking mouth…..”Yea, I know. Not bad for a girl.”
Yeah, not bad. You couldn’t do it, man. Understand, my godfather, Don, has photos with this guy when Force was nothing in the pits, holding Brittany when she was in diapers. So I see his sentiments. Talk about living out your dreams through your kids.
Oh, and these military reps show up every year, that’s always a big part- kinda educumucate, mess around, most of them are usually vets that get in for free from the sponsors. But so on Saturday everybody was kinda dicking around between qualifying rounds (not that interesting) and the younger ones start doing pull-ups. Just kinda showing each other up. One absolute genius of a woman comes up and drops $200 in their little donation box thingy for everybody to strip down to their tidy whities. Hot damn, if you’ve ever seen a show, kids………
Oh, and if you’re gonna pick up boys, pick up one who knows cars. And do it now. It is the totalitarian move of womanhood. ‘Cuz I mean, it got hot, and y’all gotta take off the layers eventually……:D
On more tiny thing- there is so much innuendo tied ot cars. It was the hardest weekend of my life, literally speaking. The phrase ‘bang on the blower’, I’m sorry, should not be thrown around as much as it does, because it means nothing like what it sounds. Half the parts in an engine go up and down, people, it’s all hot, sticky and greasy, and everything VIBRATES! The grandstands, the pavement, even our RV a mile away! Do you know how hard it was to keep my mouth shut?
Bad choice of words.
One day when you were gone
A crack grew in
The rooftop and
I watch it rain
All damn day
If you’re not the one
Then why do our hands
Together this way
Do you have anything left to say?
When you came back the sun was shining,
But the flowers had all drowned anyway
You replanted them in my chest
Left me started, going, like all the rest
Somehow I know we’re more than friends
When you say you’re dreaming of yourself
Lying on my rooftop
You stop and smile like
That’s not actually as far as you got
Just keep it to yourself and blush
Like this ain’t nothing like falling in love
You were just a girl
With a teardrop
Who broke all her promises and
Stopped in her tracks just to say hi
Your brother’s a nice man
He took my hand and he whispered
Be nice to her
She may or may not be
One of the good girls
We’ll all just sit idly by and
Wait for this story to unfurl
And it was midnight in
The middle of summer, you
Left your number on my cupboard
Like a charade of the insane
Her black sails and her red nails disappearing in the sea
Did you ever see?
Such stupid things
As you and me?
Did you ever see the sails before they disappeared into the sea?