I have a cousin in Canada who has a similar philosophy about cars. He’s got one that was old in the 1970s, still running. Technically. It’s more of a rusty frame on wheels with an attached engine now. You can see the road whizz past underneath you in places. Personally I consider it an argument for standard motor inspections.
The tracksuit cake and the gas can computer are pretty awesome.
Same girl in track suit cake and matching black eyes?
She didn’t want to share
Not all white people look the same! Geez! It’s 2017… you would think people would be more educated.
oh fuck off with that “its current year” bullshit.
That sarcasm just passed you entirely by, didn’t it, sugar?
What’s up with Russians and tracksuits?
In Soviet Russia, tracksuit wear you!
What’s up with Russians squatting?
Apparently Russians squat instead of leaning, sitting, etc.It’s actually pretty comfortable
Its something to do with looking tough because that’s what they do in jail. Try squatting for any length of time you soon get sore legs!
Where is Ike?
Last pic.
In my country all these pictures of normal.
I have a cousin in Canada who has a similar philosophy about cars. He’s got one that was old in the 1970s, still running. Technically. It’s more of a rusty frame on wheels with an attached engine now. You can see the road whizz past underneath you in places. Personally I consider it an argument for standard motor inspections.
The pic of the guy with the bashed in face sitting with is friends isn’t funny. It’s cruel.
oops *his
Anyway, whatever he went through must’ve been horrific.
Ah my countrymen. Oh i mean Putin’s not mine honestly
That first guy looks like a camp trailer trash equivalent, with his beans in a plastic bowl in a bowl and the wine choice is dubious!
He has a pineapple though. That’s a welcoming fruit.
That is Caviar. Not beans
It’s beans, and it’s in tupperware.
The label reads “коньяк” which Google Translate tells me is cognac.
tbh russia kind of freaks me out
I want to know what monstrosity of a car had a tire that big…
#9 – how in the hell?