Can you imagine getting in an accident and not only being punched by an airbag but also having it project a colony of live ants at your face?

Bitch, I write about real cars every goddamn day! I wrote four other articles about cars and car-related things the same day I wrote this. And the weird obsession isn’t with the crazy group; it’s because of my crazy eyeball/headlight fixation. That’s the root of it all. And not being breast-fed.

I did look, as evidenced by the fact that I mentioned many of my favorites were available. You could have read.