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Hi, I’m a Moron. I Wear Flip-Flops to the Junkyard

Hi, I’m a Moron. I Wear Flip-Flops to the Junkyard


Flip-Flops to the junkyard. To. The. Junkyard.

I’ve been to the junkyard, plenty. As a matter of fact, I’ve been to the junkyard to get parts for 1960s Mustangs, and their idiot adopted cousin, the Fairlane. A proper junkyard is full of snakes, yo. As a matter of fact, we used to go snake hunting in the junkyard. You’re going car hunting in a snakeyard.  Wearing toddler shorts ain’t helping your look, either, dude. And you keep returning to the junkyard without any tools. You’re on the Motor Trend channel, so you’re obviously dilettantes, so we’ll move on.

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Bare Frame To Driver in 2 Days. Hell Yes

Bare Frame To Driver in 2 Days. Hell Yes

I knew I would love this car the moment I saw a bungie cord peeking out of the front grill in the opening scene. Duct tape is for amateurs and girls. Bungie cords are made entirely from testosterone and awesomeness.

You know you’re dealing with great mechanics because their garage is cleaner than your toaster oven, and their hands are cleaner than the fry cook’s at McDonald’s.

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