As a kid, number two in the bathroom was strictly a home-base ordeal. Finding Nintendo Power or EGM in the my mailbox as the clarions of colon kingdom sounded at full volume provided an experience of pure, transcendental relaxation I’ve not experienced since.

I like Uwe.

I think I like it, except for the license plate area on the rear, which has seemingly been removed via smudge tool.

Haha! What lovely honesty, thank you. Prosit!

Seems like a hard thing to do. I generally can’t hold a conversation while driving in traffic, I often warn my wife that I’ll only hear about 50% of what she’s saying, which is a slight decrease from normal peak focus.

Hello and thanks for answering our important questions!

I’m done. His current entries have been coming off like Hunter S. Thompson in his later years, once a unique, brilliant voice fully reduced to a bored formula with no soul. Too weird to live, too rare to live. RIP RCR.

Very fancy but how much glitter can it get out of deep-pile carpet?

I like the rest of it, I’m curious about that particular choice.

It should also inform children that every interesting attraction that’s being passed on the way is closed and will never open again.

I realize that, the notched-out cab is weird.

Why can’t Honda be happy with a bed that’s separate from the cab? This is weird jigsaw puzzle garbage.

What a beautiful car. Thanks for thinking about us.

I guess they’ll have to reduce the “The Greatest City In America” bench budget.

I’ve uninstalled Fallout 4 three times now and I’m finally realizing the actual level of my disappointment today. How can such a huge world feel so empty? Even with all of the game’s drama, it has no soul. It really feels like fan-service at the expense of innovation, an FPS with lots of stuff and activities. It’s a…

A lot of them did, but this movie had Heather Graham, which means a lot of if you’re 10 year old Gary Yogurt.

WAIT WAIT!

Bugatti has done the impossible and made hubris buoyant.

The logo looks it’s from a high-end massaging recliner from a 1994 Sharper Image catalog.

Wow, this beats any tarted-up Opel GT I’ve ever seen. That poor car.