Oh for fuck's sake.

Watching these types of events gives me the chills. They type of spine tingles that only happen when you see someone tell Little Johnny that yes, he IS as good as everyone else, when Little Johnny is damn near moronic. Only, in this case, it's some douche bro being told by his girlfriend that he should go race at Spa, while she has a Spa weekend herself with her friends, only her friends are her personal trainer and tennis coach.

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Anyway, it's like watching a Home Depot in motion. Aisles, and aisles of tools. Enjoy.

From my pals at http://www.onehotlap.com/2014/07/these-…

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