Laminate =/= Wood Flooring. Laminate is contact paper on top of MDF.

Dealerships like this are totally responsible for perpetuating the idea that car dealerships are dens of the most dishonest people you can find. Some are great, but most make me feel like I need a shower after walking out.

Boo freakin' hoo. How about trying this: I come in and look at a car, you tell me how much it's worth. If I'm willing to pay that, great, I'll buy it; if not, I'm out. And when we write up the sale you don't tack any extra crap on there.

"Automated systems nowadays make it seem like you [spoke to a real person]."

That's not "for no apparent reason" - he's trying to keep the MPG up...

Very nice! Although I'm a sucker for the orange ones...

Yes you have - look at the pic...

Exactly! That's why it screams, "F—- You!"

An added bonus for Sewage - some municipalities have figured out how to charge us twice for it. First on the disposal end, of course - no getting away from that. Then they process it, compost the sludge, and then if we're so inclined, they'll sell it back to us to spread in our gardens!

... especially when only used to commute, by one person. Like the jerkweed who lives down the street from me.

Lifted dually HD pickup (something like this) - used as a daily driver for a single commuter.

Coming next season on Bering Sea Gold, Ye Cong raises the stakes by going deep!

So the tacked-on body kit makes this a reiser ??

"They are civil fines, which means you won't face jail time if you don't pay..."

Gotta be Racer X from the original Speed Racer. Here's a guy who entered some of the most dangerous races in the world (I'm talking about racing through an active volcano, people) just so he could secretly keep tabs on his little brother.

You're close enough to go over there and do us all a favor by killing it. With fire.

There is no constitutional protection for "stupid" (or "lack of common sense" if you want to be nicer about it) which is what most employers are looking for.

How clever, smart-assing a computer.

My dealership horror story: When I was in high school, my Dad bought a Chevy Citation.

I just use wadded-up white bread. It's probably cheaper and you can eat what you don't use in your plumbing.