How It’s Kinda Made: The Triumph Rocket III
I wish more marketing groups were run by borderline sociopathic boys. Then we’d have more ads like this one.
I wish more marketing groups were run by borderline sociopathic boys. Then we’d have more ads like this one.
Of course this is the Spanish version of ropemaking. If you prefer the American method, first, buy an enormous pickup truck and a house in the suburbs. Then plant grass. Water the grass. Mow the grass. Watch the grass turn brown. OK, forget the grass. Drive to the nearest Harbor Freight in the giant pickup truck. Buy rope.
It’s an ancient tradition, but it works.
Whether she likes it or not.
Well, it would be impolitic to point out that “How many glass windows stops an arrow?” is a bit of a disaster grammatically. We have to make allowances, however. After all, the hosts are from the antipodes somewhere. They’re Kiwis or Auks or Wallaroonies or whatever they call themselves down there. Anyway, they’re good people, so we’re giving them a C+ in grammar, and moving on. I could have saved them some effort with ammo selection. There’s a reason why half a brick was waggishly called Irish confetti back in British Empire days. It’s quite effective, and they’re easier to find than Deerslayer gear or bocce equipment in the middle of a riot.