I was with you until the three years I had to drop off my daughter at middle school. Stop and go traffic up a steep hill...every friggin day

Time to go ta cherch, enna?

You reminded me of the time I was driving a ‘12 GTI and a friend offered to let me try his old, first gen, non-turbo Boxter with Tiptronic shifting. Two days later I was still thinking about that Porsche.

I expected 50 or so people to have posted this dickish Cadillac ad. Ugh, I thank god I’m nothing like this douche.

See “Nice Price or No Dice” for illustration

a coworker told me an enlightening story about his neighbor. She wanted to reduce expenses so she traded in her Mercedes on a Kia. But because she was used to her Merc she got a higher end model with all the options, and when the paperwork was finally signed she owed more $ and was saving only 35 bucks/mo on her…

Exactly.  I thought the same with Dr Laura...they may be talkin to someone, but they aint talkin to me!

My breaking point was when the three years I dropped my daughter off at school where each day had stop and go traffic on a steep hill.  

Oooh...the 50th anniversary groupo, in a drool-proof case!

That was YOU?

Exactly this. You’re not going to eat a piece of cake because it looks like the last piece of cake you ate?  This episode will be full of tired, regurgitated jokes and it’ll still be entertaining and f-ing hilarious.

Agreed, I rented one as well and I remember thinking that even though they didn’t utilize the interior space very well (surprisingly small considering its the size of a gym), I thought it would make a fine sub 20k used car some day.

I only had a layover once, but I remember Cincinnati as being just...wrong. I don’t remember much so give me some slack if this is your airport, but I remember having to get on a bus to go to a different terminal, and then having all of the gates arranged in a circular room (lettered gates, not numbered). The circular…

Plus a second set of tires takes up a good deal of garage space. Unless they don’t have a garage, then a second set of tires takes up a good deal of living room space

I would sufficiently lubricate the passage with bodily fluids

As a hotel bellman at a moderately high-end place I had the opportunity to park some pretty nice cars (we had no OFFICIAL valet, but sometimes we acted like it). The one that stands out is an old Rolls Royce, I think around a mid-1950's to 1960 vintage (Silver Cloud maybe?). I don’t remember too much other than it was…

FWIW, I’m in my mid 50's and taught both my mother and father to drive stick. Mom learned, Dad didn’t.

I keep wondering how many lift tickets they’d have to offer me to make this whole thing go away.  Sadly, not too many in my case.

Please say you drove it wearing a beret.