Mock them all you want, when it comes down to it, swamp rednecks are some of the smartest motherfuckers on the planet. 

Of course this happened in Florida. 

I never knew that I needed a Count Chocula origin story, but my God, now I NEEEEED IT.

Agreed. My sister-in-law’s 2009 3 hatchback has about 150,000 miles on it, is rust free, and is still running great.

Or, perhaps, one that I heard with my own ears, not in my car, but about a decade ago on a Los Angeles County Metro Transit Authority bus:

*click* *cli-cli-cli-cli-cli-click* *nothing*

Iron Fist and Luke Cage cancelled? Maybe this means Heroes for Hire?

Thus my discussion of a “slush-covered highway”. A lane that has been plowed and salted is quite clearly not “slush-covered”.

Somewhere, Felix Wankel is smiling...

That’s a pretty damn good idea.

COTD?

On side roads, sure. But I'm thinking more of freeways where people develop a serious dumb and think all wheel drive is like magical armor.

Sure, and that's a real concern. However, I'm thinking more about the idiot in an X3 who goes blasting down an ice covered freeway at 85 thinking he'll be fine because xDrive.

My best tip for driving in the winter?

Bert and Ernie are basically Muppet versions of Sam Waterston and Martin Sheen in Grace & Frankie. Embrace the gay, Sesame Street. EMBRACE IT.

That purple bastard.

It’s interesting... I have many concerns about this Supra, and what it’s going to be like to drive, especially since the shots of the interior made me say, “Hey, that looks like the inside of my BMW.” (Yes, I realize why. Don’t @ me. I just want it to look like a Toyota.)

Counterpoint:

And boom goes the dynamite.

I can’t even right now. Do you truly think that every single person who has a deep and abiding passion about something is also actively involved in that thing?