![]() 11/06/2014 at 12:48 • Filed to: rants, rant, journalism | ![]() | ![]() |
Waymoe is love. Waymoe is life. No Waymoe, no love, no life.
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What if I told you Waymoe is Chris Harris?
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Waymoe has integrity. Mr. Harris wrecked a press car. Waymoe does not have fists of ham.
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I though his first post was a little too scatter-brained. I hope he's a little more well-composed when he actually gets something to write about.
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Waymoe does not have fists of ham.
He
could
have fists of ham.
Hilarious image, btw.
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BTW, if you have enough mettle, enough clout, enough balls to A) even rate driving an Aston Martin courtesy of the manufacturer, then B) trash it in print and C) (optional) wreck it between A&B, well, the first two make you worthy of a regular column, and the third promotes you to legendary status. Providing, of course, anyone lets you drive their flashy car again.
Waymoe for Jesus.