A Mustang that did not hit anybody leaving cars and coffee.

I keep an old Glenfiddich cannister and fill it with coins. When it fills up (can take anywhere from 2-4 years), I roll my own (I’ll be damned if I’m giving Coinstar one red cent), take ‘em to the bank to either deposit or convert into folding money, and then use it to either buy something I’ve wanted but didn’t have…

I have never eaten meatloaf good enough to not douse in ketchup.

What kind of an animal ruins meatloaf with ketchup? If it’s too dry you use brown gravy.

Meatloaf is literally the only thing I like ketchup with.

Who tells a stranger she has “nice skin?”

Rat rod 911 for your delectation and diversion

Noooo.. this is...

They should put as much effort making sure backup lights can be noticed, too.

Smart creatures they are when they hunt.

Front end was contained and yet the back still went for the nearest grouping of bystanders

Dashcams are like winter tires. Everyone is like, “Yeah, it would be nice to have, but I don’t need it.”

Then you get one, and you will NEVER drive without one ever again.

Dashcams are like winter tires. Everyone is like, “Yeah, it would be nice to have, but I don’t need it.”

Then you get…

I had a pretty rabid Geo Metro 4 door at the time. Would not let me trade it in. Too good of Mileage.

That was the biggest slap in the face to those who relied upon cheap beaters for transportation (and for those of us who enjoyed tinkering on cheap beaters).

Cash for clunkers wouldn’t have effected vehicles like a 92-95 Civic hatchback.

Now the ceaseless onslaught of salt pelting their innocent rear quarter panels? That certainly did bring an end to many of them being on the road.

One of the greatest con ever perpetrated against the people, and we even liked it and asked for more.

Remember a disaster called “Cash for Clunkers”? That’s where they are. Dead. Garbage. Recycled.

Looks like it just found out who became the president of the United States.

We had a couple of these knocking around the college car-park, along with a Wartburg; souvenirs from people working in Berlin after the Wall came down.