I won a WS gift card at the company Christmas party. Went to the store and almost ran away. Decided to see what they had online. For $150—yes, a hunnit and fiddy—I got a solid maple cutting board, a cast iron skillet, a hammered iron wok, an aluminum lid for the wok, stainless steel short tongs, and they threw in a…

If you need to get a new, expensive car because you're a manager, you're already a douchenozzle.

Paint it this color and we're done:

I would be okay with these:

That Civic is horrid.

I approve.

Fuck street racing. If you're a street racer, you're a loser asshole.

This trim is so confusing.

I'd rather avoid going out.

It sure had nice wheels, though.

A Volvo 850.

I see nothing wrong in that proposition.

What the hell just happened.

No. This point needs to be pounded on because it doesn't matter if you're black, white, or green, YOU DON'T LEAVE BABIES ALONE IN A CAR.

This car confuses the hell out of me. Never thought I'd see a BMW minivan, and yet...

I would be okay with this NOT being named NSX. It has nothing to do with the original other than the manufacturer and layout. Legendary cars should remain so. Lamborghini shouldn't make a new Miura.

I'll give you one guideline: styling.

In the first car, everything had a purpose. Nothing was extraneous. They made sure the driver had clear sightlines. Compact, tight design around mechanicals. Aerodynamically efficient. Wonderful chassis dynamics. Compare the original NSX to this gimmicky machine:

The new "NSX" doesn't have one milligram of the panache and purity that the real NSX exudes. This is a pure, purposeful machine. The new one is a marketing move.

Where's the guy that has one of these in Europe? He should get this done.

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