And not crushed to death in the usual "run over" way either.
It's like a tin of sardines. Really nasty sardines.
Baseball is so boring that i's literally starting to kill people.
Yeah...you might want to back that truck up, and put the poor guy out of his misery.
He always wanted to be a pilot, and he was for a very short time there.
His fortune cookie did say "You'll shit your pants today".
Good thing this shit didn't happen to the Beatles.
If she had a bag full of fucks, she wouldn't give a single fuck.
Even seems like the fucker wobbles the car to get one of them off the bonnet.
Well, now there's a new and innovative way to go about being a Peeping Tom.
All he wanted was to be buried with his one true love, his car...and they had to go ruin that.
He lost the race, therefore his honor, so he took his own life...It's a culture thing. The way of the Samurai. (Except the pilot was American and actually survived).
"Walk it off" is the national motto in Russia.
My money is on a woman...an old woman...an old Asian woman...an old blind Asian woman...an old blind Asian woman texting...an old blind Asian woman texting and smoking crack.
"Move bitch, I'm a bus!"
Lets just pretend that they were running to get help.
What a shame, just when his life was back on track after a big split.
Later that day they all won the lottery jackpot...playing different numbers.
Turns out, seatbelts actually are a good idea. Whooda thought it?
Good thing they are taking forever to put that neck-brace on him, clearly his biggest worry is a spinal injury.