My car in Budapest
My missing cab fare,
Golden taxicab
My beautiful regulations

Post Hoc
Ergo Propter Hoc,
Thanks
Assholes

you know how convenience stores will post bounced checks near the register to let everyone know who is a pain in the ass to them? I’ve got to believe your name is in every goddamned used car dealership in the country by now.

Ain’t got non uh them fancy doohicks.

Bam.

*Imagines Adele singing “You Give Love a Bad Name”*....

I’m ok with this.

I don’t know, feels like if Adele was starting to make Bon Jovi covers.

CatDogRam?

*SAVE PICTURE AS...*

First it has to go back to being a Doge Ram:

If DSM was still a thing this would be the result.

Still waiting for the RamCat

“Suck a bunch of time and energy from Volkswagen’s legal team, Squeeze every dollar out of their retribution funds, Bang goes the gavel, Blow my share of the winnings in under six months. Repeat as needed.”

Just another self-promotional Lexus “Ra-Ra” event.

Just a friendly reminder to all the FWD haters:

Somebody on Oppo stuck a small Keurig in between the seat backs on a first gen MR-2 for their commute. It was pretty freaking awesome.

You know, I’m shocked that a Coffee maker hasn’t been integrated to new cars yet.

Weld a steel chicken to the roof. Done.

I’ve always wanted a racecar that both sounds and looks as if it was designed to enter smoothly into my rectum!!! Rectum? Damn near killed him!