Can’t leave out the immortal suburban in this list of all time greats.

I told my sister she was nuts when she said she wanted a Murano.

Dad used to send those to my brother when he was in Iraq.

I’d have the dealership pull this shit off the car just to make sure it’s real purpose wasn’t to hide actual damage. That and just to have them take this shit off the car.

I wonder if Snoop and Seth wanna come to Mars with me.

My first truck put a smile on my face the first time I took it off road. A 1985 Dodge D-50 4x4. I had never even been off-roading before. It bounced around so bad my head hit the roof, but I was laughing like a little kid the whole time.

Which one? This one?

Don’t forget, Jaws finds love and turns good at the end.

I’ve been a James Bond fan since I was a kid. I’ve seen all the movies, loved all of ‘em even the bad ones. All except Spectre. I went to see Spectre and fell asleep in the theatre. I still don’t know how it ended.

Getting out of a C4 Corvette is at best, an awkward experience. Getting out of this car has got to be a bitch with those even higher-than-a C4's door sills.

I know a guy who just removes the fuel pump and ignition relays from his car.

I am serious... And don’t call me Shirley.

This is Garbage.

This guy needs to be a good son and find his mom another pristine Z of the same generation.

Known as Saint Zora in Corvette circles

NP, why not? If I had 87K burning a hole in my pocket and was “lithe and limber” I’d be calling a dude in Dayton right now.

I like how you think.

At least it doesn’t look as