no-strings
No-Strings
no-strings

I’ve been saying it for years. We need to call them drive arounds. This is what happens when you send mixed messages.

The driver in the car..... “WHAT THE FUCK YOU FILMING IN PORTRAIT FOR”

So much hype around the Dodge Demon and yet this Nissan Maxima is clearly a hell of a drag racer.

Let’s not throw stones. Who among us hasn’t overcooked it in that exact tunnel multiple times?

At least the people in the movie get to die in space. You’d die in Idaho.

Where else is a headliner supposed to go?

Bondo, James Bondo.

He’ll be sleeping with the Fishbeds tonight.

Shamelessly stolen from the Reddit thread about this:

If thine eyes can gaze upon this printed sonnet hereth upon the rear of mine garb, the shrew hath departed, descending away unto the road behind...

Mee mother mee moo moids moo midenmimied mare mot mammom mexammles.

Pace notes be like

Nope, not bothered. In fact, I can’t wait for the Nissan Tit. I’m going to motorboat it. I mean, tow my motorboat with it.

Truth be told, if his Navigator had directed him to a more Suburban dealership out near a Canyon in Colorado, there may have been a Discovery made sooner - like by a Scout on an Expedition, a Ranger on an Excursion or maybe even a Comanche wearing a Blazer. Let this be a lesson to the criminal Titans everywhere: when

Okay, two things:

1. RICH E. RITCH
2. In Ohio, hub caps you.

Listen — strange women lying in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony!

Go figure.

Condom of cars?