I was so bummed by last night’s episode... there were failures at so many turns:
1. Rachel McAdams didn’t have any acting to do. Seriously, the script/story didn’t give her a chance to act. It was like she was just tacked on there because she had survived the season.
2. The scene with Vaughn/Frank and his wife in the…

why is this happening to me

“It’s no cooking bacon on a machine gun, chainsawing the tax code in half, or smashing a cell phone with a blunt object, but it’s a solid stunt video in that it is both mildly impressive and definitive proof that the candidate is a desperate whore.”

Read that as back door aaaaaannnnnd oh look its lunch time.

The noise is superior. Which is why I said “because five cylinder noises.”

“It doesn’t come in a manual.”

Just want to pop in and say that dismissing a car for not having a manual and then saying it reeks of self-importance is pretty ironic.

Vagina-mobiles? This sound less like scrutiny of the car and more like insecurity of ones masculinity.

455 ft/lb, tuned for reliability, driveability, plastic cladability, and fuel milageability(<—less shitty than the really shitty it would be with more power).

Them shits is expensive though.

Revised title:

This guy wheely likes her and decided it’s time he spoke to her, and he gave her a ring. Good thing he didn’t include the turn signal lever, because then he would be a stalker. If she finds out who it is, she should column up.

Minivans are just a slight drop and a set of wheels shy of being one of the coolest things you can drive.

Here’s my family hauler.

Is it too late to just give the kids up for adoption and buy something fun?

That Durango

I’ll be the anti-christ: I’m only interested if it has a dual clutch option.

This university educated, Times reading Pepsi drinker (well, I’m all to often having to downgrade to that flat tasteless Coke crap due to its ubiquity) does know better than than relying on omgfacts.com, though.

checkout that sideboob