Late '70s, on a winding paved backroad heading into town, a smaller car coming in the opposite direction lost traction (a light, misty rain had just gone through) and rolled twice in a field before landing upright.
My buddy and I quickly pulled over and ran towards the car to make sure everything was alright.
They drove off before we got to them…
This guy cleans commodes.
Against the Commander-in-Chief of the Armed Forces and Intelligence/surveilance of the world’s #1 superpower?
How do the losers organize and strategize against that?
The ‘war’ would last a few hours.
He’s got nothing to concede.
Kamala and the Dems are already in the White House, and Biden is Commander in Chief until Kamala is inaugurated.
Fatty McFelon has nothing.
…Ignorant humans will be the destruction of us all.
Thanks for streamlining the search for poster child
The only country with the problem wonders why there’s a problem.
The incessant dogpiling is mildly infuriating.
More dogpiles per post.
Ya, iirc, it was something like a Datsun or Toyota compact car, which were a lot smaller and fragile than today’s compacts.
This is one of those events that you chalk up to pure luck.