I have Cars and Coffee at my desk...

“Don’t wanna go down that road right there. ‘Bout a year ago a journalist was crushed under a pile of loot boxes down that road.”

Looks like your snarky comment....

Done. Cops are on their way to your place.

Of course they did. Half of the features of my X3's tech package are only enabled by something like FIVE different subscriptions. It’s called ConnectedDrive because it directly connects BMW to your checking account.

COTD

I made so much money selling press kits on eBay, I wanted to treat myself to an E30 M3.

Not going to lie—I thought it’s another China copy before reading the article.

Happy MLK day!

Cadillac Elmiraj.

This is the ST we were looking for. It’s the Edge -15%. It’s the Focus for grownups. Forgive my sloppy shop:

I have to think about it. I know which side the filler is on each of my cars, but I have to remind myself when I’m pulling into the gas station.

I disliked this film when I saw it on Saturday. Now, with some time to reflect, I’m really hating it. Who was Snoke? Fuck you, it doesn’t matter. Who’re Rey’s parents? Screw off, it’s irrelevant. Here’s some wacky hijinks at an interstellar casino, suck it up and enjoy that, you dipshit Star Wars fan.

Not its fault though as hangar rental fees and values have skyrocketed since its parents’ generation, vastly outpacing income from smuggling opportunities.

I’m worried this pilot is going to be so bad, after watching we’ll all be disappointedly asking each other :

Those pictures remind me of being in middle-school sex ed, and they show you weird pictures of anatomy that are excessively detailed, and you’re kind of aroused, but also confused and a bit frightened.

1. Yeap all stories are pretty basic.

Name me an original story, and I’ll tell you how you’re wrong. Go ahead. Give it a try.