Sorry, I can’t help. I think you should buy it. And drive it to Moab. Also, what is this doohickey in the rear footwell?

Did these bad boys come with a manual?

Hold up. What’s this guy doing in the Zap-N-Go lane with his old Bronco? 

You’re a madman, Torch. When Elon finally snaps and gets sent to a “rehabilitation facility” you can step right into his shoes and figure out this whole electric propulsion thing. 

That could explain why I have to wear socks to bed. My little tootsies get so cold!

No, I think he need to go to the post office to mail something to Utah maybe? 

Assuming my internal organs are roughly equivalent to a lawn mower engine, I’ve been running this experiment for decades. 

David, I swear there was something else on your to-do list besides watching youtube videos... What was it, now? 

have fun in your beautiful gasoline-soaked fantasy life

When asked for comment, cockroaches responded “Don’t lump us in with those douchebags.”

5/10 for the low-hanging fruit

Awfully small headlights. 

Reverse Coyote (not the sexual position). Now they smuggle cars inside of people.

Hey guys, Josh here. Please stop replying to this thread, it’s going to throw off all of Jan’s future comments and make it look like he’s some kind of weirdo. 

That’s because nobody buys manuals anymore. The market has spoken.

You can say that again!

I.D. pend heavily on dad jokes myself, so I’ll give them some leeway. 

I know what you’re thinking, but what I do is, I write out these comments long hand, then mail them to my brother in Santa Fe and he posts them for me (thanks, Josh!). The tricky part is thinking far enough ahead to anticipate the articles and these little back and forth exchanges. Sometimes I totally whiff and end up…

Personally I don’t trust computers and I never use them. 

Mom, somebody wet my bed again.