If you look closely, you will see he is wearing a provocatively designed T-shirt in front of a former ChampCar racing team's garage which was outsourced to real Indy racing without their prior written approval or even asking them if they were OK with it.
I know how those former ChampCar teams feel, and the last thing anybody wants to do is to mess with them right about now.
That's why we saw Kool-Aide stickers on race cars and birds being flipped at Long Beach.
The wounds are fresh and raw and festering. Let's not throw salt and other irritating debris into those wounds.
OK?
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Cursing and foul language is fine...even encouraged here. In fact, I think cussing is fucking wonderful.
Just remember...this is MY house, and I will not be insulted or maliciously messed with here.
Good-natured ribbing is cool, but if you and I don't have some kind of previous relationship, you had best mind your fucking manners or I will relegate you to the intardnets dustbin for being a cunt.
To know me is to love me.
Or something.
Maybe.