They actually offer a Rubicon stroller - my bad. I thought the idea was too stupid to exist. Just goes to show you.

Time for Jeep to sell a Rubicon Child Mobility Unit.

“Schadenfreude ist die schönste Freude” according to my German friends, and I have to agree.

Clearly!

I’m not so sure about that. Playoff time for the Dodgers in recent years has not been all that happy...

UNIMOG: “What a perfectly twee little car...”

I owned one of these and it was pretty awesome, aside from the somewhat underwhelming 318.

Hm, I crossed the country in a ‘67 Coupe de Ville and had none of these complaints...

She needs to DIAF along with her shithead of a husband.

Any time I see the word “gymkhana” I think of this:

Even easier with a TDI. You don’t even need to touch the accelerator in traffic - just let the clutch out easy and you’re golden, Pony Boy.

Juror No. 59: And he disrespected the Wu-Tang Clan.

The fuel pump on my dad’s ‘64 Econoline took a dump while driving down Bridgeway in Sausalito, CA. We siphoned some gas into an empty coffee can, then took a Coors bottle and carefully broke the bottom out of it, then taped the fuel line into the neck of the bottle and held it above the carburetor. While my dad drove,…

So, not these?

The pleasure is all mine.

Way to double-down on an already incredibly stupid opinion.

One of the many reasons I loved living in Germany. Passing on the right is a big no-no, and people know that if they sit in the left lane they are asking for a BMW or Porsche suppository.

Every day the thermometer rises above 90, I wear shorts and have for years. As a sysadmin, nobody gives a crap what I wear as long as their email works.

Cheap shot, granted, but still good.