You’re right, that’s a LOT better.
You’re right, that’s a LOT better.
I haven’t seen those yet. I am not a fan of these big screens with lots of gizmos and distractions. And as I indicated, I hate the fact that there doesn’t seem to have been any driver ergonomics considered for these things at all. It’s like they really don’t care, just put another toy in there to amuse people. (Rear…
The Boss, obviously.
You’re so right. Most would think it was a Screwbaru.
Arrrrrrrgh! I HATE THIS CAR SO MUCH!
1) That grille is going to be a pain in the ass to clean. Bugs, the shit they put on roads up here in the real world in the winter time (let’s just say the department of highway maintenance has a very loose definition of sand.) and yet more bugs. Big loose PLASTIC grills mean a…
You’re an attorney. You are representing a client accused of murder. He was found with the knife, in his hand, covered in the victim’s blood, screaming “Die, motherfucker DIE!” and stabbing the victim. An investigator finds that he’s been threatening to kill the victim for months!
WHAT stories? I haven’t seen anything, but haven’t looked hard either. Is there stuff out there, specific incidents?
First thing I thought of was “Spock! You. Pointy-Eared. Bastard!” or the like.
Oh, good, they aren’t just thieving from the west!
They may tell you it’s a Land Cruiser....it’s so not.
Run screaming in the other direction. Friend of mine had one of these. Had. He’d bought it because his old Toyota Land Cruiser was a frame, a roof-rack (after market) and some tires, as it was born rusty, but the mechanicals refused to die. It’s now a bush truck for hauling squirt boats up and down river paths.…
My wife is a big fan of “Bull”. I leave the room when it’s on. Not only is it badly written pap, but “Dr. Phil” can kiss my Schwetty Balls before he gets a ratings point from me.
I am so sick of fending off idiots who drive Silverados like....well,...IDIOTS...I wish I could sentence some of them to drive this thing for a month. Make them the object of extreme derision and mockery. MAJOR Mockery!
I’m sure it’s fine, but...just....so....damn....UGLY!
That accounts for the whole “Children of the Corn” vibe.
Was there actually a 440 in those things? They were a total tuna can.
Star for the Louis Malle ref!
Damn those things were big. And hollow. You could rap on a side panel and hear an echo.
AND you can sneak up on blind people and scare the shit out of ‘em! How cool is THAT???
Woof. ‘Cabernet’ and ‘merlot’ are cues to how much wine I’d have to drink to pummel my self-control to buy this....thing. Talk about split personality.