Let’s get some more stars over here, people.

That’s the genius of it as a military vehicle - it’s both transportation AND a bomb.

Yes, by all means, let’s keep normalizing the producers, directors, best boys, and coffee boys of our 3-year executive branch reality shitshow.

When I become a supervillain - and I assure you it’s “when,” not “if” - this will be one of the first items on my shopping list. The interior will be done by Spyker; there will be champagne on tap; it will have a villainous cat dispenser (as a Bond-style villain, I’m obligated to have a cat, but I’m bad at taking care…

Spot on. This right here is the part that everyone complaining about his radio message seems to disregard.

Exxxxxxxxxxxactly.

I *do* hope it makes a bigger splash this time around.

Sooner or later, Kung Lao is gonna come for his chapeau. And it ain’t gonna be pretty.

My theory on why the entire clan is there? Because in his entitled, Adderall-abuse-fogged, privileged, sleep-deprived mind, it’s one royal family meeting another. He even made a reference to “next generation” meetings between his hellspawn and the younger royals.

Well...let’s just say both require caution.

Random thought: that main image up top made me think of the cover of “Logan”...which, in a way, IS a Father’s Day movie. In a sliced, diced, snikty way.

Random thought: that main image up top made me think of the cover of “Logan”...which, in a way, IS a Father’s Day…

“The two tug boats that had been guiding the ship into the Giudecca tried to slow it, but one of the chains linking them to the giant snapped under the pressure, he added.”

Wait, this elaborate, comical, multi-directional creation is *traditional*?!?

This made me think of one of my other favorite V10 mills. Massively different cars; but both do wonderful things for your earholes.

I saw it race at Road Atlanta in 2009. It...had presence, both visually and aurally.

Given that the primary mission of the average car is to keep its meat-sack occupants intact and comfortable while dealing with an inattentive mob of rogue Marauders and marauding Rogues, I too am okay with them being a little less Colin Chapman.

Citroen has you covered, ma soeur:

Oddly, I’m getting a whiff of Spyker C8 Aileron (give or take 19 scoops).

Shame they didn’t think of this in the mid two thousandsies. They could have called it the “Boredschleife.”