Not only that, the only thing anyone thought when seeing a Mitsubishi in operation was “there goes someone with a 200 credit score, on the way to their job as a personal care aide at the leper colony.”
What I mean, I suppose, is that they tarnished the living shit out of their brand image.

You are now.

I still buy my coke a bit at a time because I don’t have a good place to store it in bulk.

That’s a pretty nice VW.

In Putin’s Russia, hot pocket eats YOU!

In their pants, when the first missile locks on. Look, there’s no shame in it. Only a fool feels no fear.

VW TDI. Yes, worse econ and worse performance is to be expected. Should also provide significant cash compensation. Hope it’s not some crap like $2500 credit toward a new VW.

Well, of course, I’ll just throw this vehicle away in the trash and get a new one. That makes perfect environmental and financial sense. Thank you.

xB is cool, but the Cube is underrated. I had one for a while. It was a terrific city car, but not suited to the long high speed freeway commute that I undertook when I changed jobs. If all I had to do was drive around the city I’d still have it.

It was just what its heritage should have produced. A car that paired…

Obligatory reference to it must be aliens guy. ;)

I heard it’s filled with gold and buried in a tunnel in Poland.

Brown Mustang.
Driver ponders rearview mirror.
Immortalized on flickr.

Well, they do have a factory in Tennessee...

Nah, I’ve met a few sort-of-decent people from Hawaii and a coupla decent New Yorkers. Even not all people from MA are bad. But yeah, all the other states pretty much do suck kinda hard. /s

Just stay in Missouri, Travis. You deserve each other.

California influences car makers just like Texas influences school textbooks. CA wants clean cars so manufacturers comply to be able to sell here. Texas wants creationism and racism in schoolbooks so publishers pay attention to fake controversies and softpedal the KKK.

They spelled “cocks” wrong. And I certainly don’t want seats with those all over them.

Arr, ye have keelhauled me. I admit, in me grog I have once or twice been rash. But give an old salt his day. Ye might find that we have more shared than ye might think. I bid ye good evening, and a fair billow on the seas of life.

Here you go:

Arr, paying to see a comedian fifteen years ago...is that what passes for a sense of humor in yer backwater bay? Tis but a sad tale ye weave. But if ye and yer mates are happy, tis for ye to judge. I’ll not burst yer pantaloons with me bile.