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I, too, remember when these came out. It looked not quite like the exciting future that I expected, but more like the inevitable future that would be awkward and disappointing. My aunt got a bright red one to schlep kids around in, and I rode in it more than a few times. Even in junior high, I could tell this thing

I'm a long-time Mazda apologist, and proud of it. At one point, pretty much all of my aunts/uncles/cousins owned a Mazda (GLCs, B-trucks, 626s, RX-7s, you name it). I was brainwashed early, and ended up with a string of early RX-7s before finally taking Miata bait. Meanwhile, most of the family has moved on to Toyotas

Sad to say this exact horrible thing happened to me... in my friend's BRAND NEW CAR. However, I was not so lucky. It was summer time, and I was wearing shorts, so my Sudden Rectal Projectile Emission quickly escaped and began to fill the seat beneath me before I could find a safe place to shit. I didn't even have the