I don't care if it's possible, DNFW.

It gets lonely in Pluto.

A suitable fifth gear would be on how today...

Porscha?

*Obligatory off-topic pizza stone reference*

And it's called the Cash... Ca... Qac...

I assume this little monster isn't sold in the States. I throw up less in my mouth compared to when I see the Juke.

Why the Juke? Why not dump the GT-R engine into some other, better looking Nissan crossover?

How much wood would a woodchuck chuck, if a woodchuck could chuck wood?

For that kind of cash you can buy two Corollas.

What about donut vs. doughnut? I once lost the fucking spelling bee for that.

Maybe it's just me but I can't concentrate without the radio turned on.

Anti-climatic pull over... I was half-expecting the officer to hang on to the wing as the Zonda sped away into a full-on high speed police chase.

You see, what I meant to write was "Gulf of Mexico and the rest of the planet" but the really hot neighbor just showed up for her 7PM watching-TV-in-Lingerie time so I had to pause ther—

It's called the Nissan Tiida (yes, two i's, not a typo) in the Gulf.

The Jaaaaag XJ220 was actually deserted in Qatar.

It's not like urine-vited here!

Looks oddly familiar...

Remember that Fleshbot-furniture article? Eeek.

Whatever they're driving.