Bet you're wrong.

Humor. A difficult concept. It's not logical.

Gee... dating over 30's hard for you. You want hard? Try dating at 52.

So?

Run, Forrest, run!!! Far, far away!!!

Butterscotch?

A thousand times NO!!! A Maserati is the worst form of self-abuse I can think of. Or maybe second. CP.

Why is it that I can park just fine without some nagging sensors beeping at me? And before anyone asks my DD is a Crown Vic. One that's old enough to vote. Oh, and BTW, I know how to parallel park, too. Without sensors.

The Architect?

HOV lanes make me so love my commute. Five miles each way, all in a park-like setting, never exceeding 35 mph. Most relaxing and more important NO DAMN TRAFFIC!!! Life is good.

Nope. Kenny Rogers.

Probably a little AT himself, too. For getting caught and all.

For him, anyway.

Neither did a lot of people.

I surely hope you're right.

Problem is Caddy's biggest seller isn't their cars it's that hideous turd, the Escalade. You couldn't give me one of those bloated bling-covered monstrosities, but it appears I'm in a distinct minority, and that's a sad commentary on society IMHO.

Always the right answer. Besides Miata, anyway.

Please tell me it's something full of awesomeness. Please. My job depends on it.

Greatest tweet EVAR!!!

One of the nice things about most states (I'm looking at you, California) is that vehicles over 25 years of age are exempt from emission testing. First thing I did to my Fairmont when I bought it was to give it a converterectomy, removed about 1500ft of vacuum line, and reset the timing and the carb. Probably gained…