In an urban environment, I appreciate the protection provided by my metal roof. If I was rich and living in the country, I’d buy a cabrio.

All swell and good (so to say...). I just don’t understand this picture: maybe there’s a Light Phone hidden, and we must find it?

The Snake game was a specific feature of Nokia mobile phones, not Motorola.

I can not believe that where you live the local Police would allow the circulation of a badly damaged car, such as that of your landlord. But it’s also true that I did not think you could elect Donald Trump as your President, then everything is okay.

That’s why there’s only ONE Ferrari in the world and it’s in Italy, not in the USA or Japan. Please leave us alone, because you’ll never be able to understand.

Little cars FTW.

Really he crashed his car into a tree? Maybe it was “crash one, to educate one thousand!”.

Me too. It happened 25 years ago, while I was shooting a movie named “The Wacky Kindergarten Papers”: Arthur Weinstein groped my tushy. In those times I didn’t tell anyone since I was protecting my career, but now I feel I must make it known.

Then we are two. Indeed I also pointed out that the article about him was at least missing the 5 double yous of journalism...

Who is Tom Brady? And what about the deflated tires? That didn’t make me laugh.

C.P., for both the following reasons:

Just an highly positioned gas cap. maybe?

It’s Friday. You know what that means. Time to join the Supercar Owners Circle. Maybe.

Sometimes a .GIF can more than words ever could.

Thank you.

Do you really think that was a comment? I’m really interested in your opinion. Sincerely. I’m serious.

And that was a comment? Shirley, you can’t be serious!

Sorry, but your GIF is some useless information: all three pistons behave in the same, exact way.

Scratch myself, maybe?...

Well, indeed I described our normal world... but in the dark web those nice fella are quite concentrated...