A drunk man is staggering along the pavement on his way home after a night imbibing fine ales at his local hostelry. He is rather the worse for wear and knows he is in for the high jump from the wife when he gets home as he has drunk all the housekeeping money for the week.

I was always curious as to why Mazda called their Escape clone a Tribute.  That just makes me think of crappy tribute bands.  I don't want to buy a car that wears prosthetic teeth and tight pants to look like Freddy Mercury.

Looks like he just blue himself.