Yep. Just without J.D. and the topless dancers, but with a lot of enslaved Pakistani gals to ride.

Wrong coupling tolerances and missing respect of the original drawing's specifications. One parts supplier is going to lose his appointment.

I think that your windows will be so full of fingertips, snot and grease to more revolting than a kid's iPad in a Burger King.

I'd pay to see Doge and Dogecoin go to NASCAR, but it was not to be. Too bad.

And you're the sterotype of a dumbass.

You're so dumb.

Amazing enough, but when a car company pays a reporter for the trip, the hotel and the extras as long as he tries one of their cars, well that car usually gets a good review, although in the past the same reporter said poor things of the same car, in the previous version. Sometimes life is really strange.

...all that tech, just for some artist to be able do this:

Today you've tried hard to piss off your readers, huh?

You forgot again to take your medications, uh?

Thanks!

On the contrary, I was too kind.

Who told you that Ferrari would sue? And this article based on Ferrari, is dumb and captious, because the news that all the relatives of the victims had to be moved to other hotels, to make room for the Formula 1 circus (not only Ferrari, you bimbo: ALL the effin' F1!), is of the lasts week. But your overlords told…

But the Garmin works PERFECTLY, and in my car it looks cute as well, mounted low on the widscreen, just above the digital clock in the middle. And it's only €140, with maps for life. And the voice is so sexy, that I'd bang her.

Why?

Yep. And it was sinking the Allied ships, while pretending to be protecting them. But that didn't last too much.

Mr. & Mrs. Penguin and their son Junior.