Workweek's over, candidates are quiet, no homeless camps destroyed today, all the brown bags are made for the City's homeless...time to relax and wind down.
WITH MONSTER JAM TRUCK RACING!
I hear there's a tall leggy hot blond driving nowadays. Little Old Spice, bit o' Brut under the arms, gratuitous flannel shirt and belt buckle...I'll slip right through the masses for a shot at smellin' her outfit.
Being colorblind and realizing the amount of cuts from model costuming, I await the day that they'll only wear items 'spraypainted' on. Hey, someone's gotta do quality control checks!
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