You got a belly chuckle out of me.

A cashless society means an end to your personal freedom. Period.

Why does watching this make me feel dirty?

Wanna see you rock one of these:

Rhymes with “knuckle.” As in, “up to the third.”

Nice.  But too low.

You know, if you let your old lady strap one on for you, she’s just a “stand in” for that gay crush you had on your buddy in 7th grade. Not that there’s anything wrong with that.

This hammer wagon has the ability to transform you into Chuck Norris.

if you were “the best,” you would be the Lotus 7 of drinking.

Whatever! All the hipster millenials that currently scoff at the 700+ onslaught of naked horsepower will snatch them up, do unspeakable artsy bullshit to them and ride them ‘til they fall apart.  Unironically.

Badass horsepower. Every trip down the strip results in a happy speed boner.

That Mazda looks like a fucking space ship. What a profile!

I want one of those little Renaults.

Yeah, but it’s still just a thing. Made from the hands of man.

Ahhhh... The Thule roofrack. The first badge of douchebaggery.

Again, way too much for what it is.

I have an old friend who has had a strange relationship with electricity since he was a boy.

Do people believe Ford? Is there really that much of a demand for these Rangers?

--Chuck Palahniuk

Who associates Pretzels with binge drinking?  I associate them with mustard, maybe cheese.