Of no use here:

Rudolph, he's fed nose/brain smear.

"I am not coming to the mound halfcocked"

Hodges Dodges' Ramchargers.

That's what I thought too. Incorrectly, as it turns out.

I guess I read this question wrong. With the exception of the Z, the 911, the Mini and the Jeep, all of these definitely scream "Hey, the 19X0s called. It wants its XXXX back."

I think the Lexus IS 300 holds up remarkably well, inside and out.

We sympathize with USC's Pete Arbogast, who occasionally crips all over himself.

I think it's safe to say there hasn't been a Dutchtot this controversial since Natalee Holloway decided to go underage drinking in Aruba.

When Aaron Rodgers has no one open, he waits.

What you can't see is the back of that personalized jersey:

The guy who tried to steal this El Camino, duh.

Recently expelled from the Black (Ass)Hole Fan Club: Steve Williams.

Yep, this is it.

Every time he's wished that a car would "put its hand down my trousers and have a little rummage". Gets me every time!

I always enjoyed Dominique Easley's matches against King Kong Bundy. I can almost hear "Another One Bites the Dust" now.

Fuel gauge. Because fuck making educated guesses.

Haha. Fucking mormons.

Eat it.

In 1971 Plymouth killed the Road Runner. To me, this body style screams "Yee haw", for all the wrong reasons.