Buy Falcon, break Falcon, repeat

Working on car be like

>let’s find the issue
>smoke break
>get multimeter
>no batteries
>smoke break
>buy batteries
>smoke break

Not sure what happens next

My brain the instant I see a drop of rain on road

Nonna yelling at me for jumping the roundabout in her Fairmont after I watched her hit this s**t outside the bowls club

Hearing the 500th P plater tell me they're gonna turbo it when they're off their P's

I may not have a brain gentlemen but I have an idea

Stay classy Perth

What is it about staplers that just makes me want to slam one on my hand

Pondering the bros cracktivities

Cursed miata/falcon combo, the falciata

Nissan ownership is having multiple tubes of RTV for its many leaks but no araldite to keep your interior together

The longer the roof
The hornier I get

Hitting it from the back so she doesn't see me scrolling marketplace for $500 s**t boxes

My face when the ailbaba wheel spacers commit stud delete and send me hurtling towards a guard rail

My body is a temple, unfortunately for those around me it's gods are Rum and Falcon's

In case you forgot

Only need 3 things to achieve happiness people.
A dinner plate sized parmi, 12 pints in ya and access to car keys

An insight into BA XT speed dating

Bubble tea enjoyers make no sense to me, If I wanted slimy balls in my mouth I would've bought a Holden

RAAAAH 🦅

Y'all ever see some cursed s**t on the internet that makes you want to do 16% of a backflip and end your own s**t on the pavement? I want to be that cursed s**t.

"You can't do that with your car"
First of all, with autism and alcoholism anything is possible.
Second of all, f**k you.

Me and the homie when WW3 drops and we get drafted

If I won lotto I'd be on the first flight to Medellín to rack lines off Pablo's headstone

Lotto didn't come through unfortunately, time to commit falcon lightpole