I don’t even use FB. Piss on all that tech. I won’t even own a car newer than 2006. So, basically, I’m driving my next car right now.

Cue Sergio: now, strike now!

You mean, like second hand smoke?

A totally understated movie if ever there was one.

No Twitter? Now you’re my new hero.

I would have shorted this stock like a boss.

Blendzall two smoke oil, like Dean Martin’s Woodhue, baby.

I would like to be a fly on the wall at Toyota right now. The execs are telling each other what a dry banging VW is about to get for making money in the US all those years, and thanking God they don’t have the bullseye.

Wasn’t worth it; bucket of bolts.

You did the right thing, Weasel, trade it in!

No.

I call bullshit on GM. They knew it, they know it, and they ignored it.

Okay, you’re just being a 2nd grade dickhead today. Why not step away from the espresso for a minute?

You have my sympathy, brother.

I would totally old school Mad Max that beast. They handle odd, but an air cooled six banger screams.

You had to bring in the Kanatuna, didn’t you?

I understand that in liberal Krackifornia, citizens won’t take this matter into their own hands. That’s a shame.

Effie; cute as hell: Damon; liberal tool bag doucher.

I would move in next door, no problem.

Seriously, what the hell is wrong with people?