Fuck you, asshole. I hope you and your family never need anyone’s help.

I know one example doesn’t make a trend, but I’ve had my F56 JCW for almost two years and I’ve had literally zero issues.

No Brian Boyle?

Your suspicion is bad and wrong.

You’re not wrong, but I’ve bought 3 brand new manual cars in my lifetime, and I’m 30. So, there’s one of us, at least.

Oh stop it, please. Telling someone they look nice is not fucking sexual harassment. A little weird, maybe, but it’s not even remotely sexual harassment.

The goodest kind of car.

Question from the Caucasian delegation: Is chicken and waffles classified as an entree course or a dessert course?

No one in that video appears to give even half a shit. Not even slightly.

Cars and Coffee crowds everywhere are shitting their pants right now.

Sometimes, reporters are disgusting vultures.

“Sites set”

This is a luxury GT sedan. Having owned several of the cars you mentioned...... Those are not luxury GTs....

This will go down as the most 2017-y story of 2017.

Whenever I see, hear, or think about the IS F, this experience is exactly what comes to mind, every time. I still remember walking outside and thinking “Holy shit, what is that wonderful noise?” I never would’ve expected that I’d find a Lexus strapped to a Dyno but that’s what I found, and the memory has stuck with me…

As a mini owner, that’s such an irrelevant comparison lol. That’s like saying “wow that guy looks really tall next to that baby!”

Jesus fucking Christ maybe he can get a ride in the WAAAAmbulance to go get his shoulder fixed. A franchise in a billion dollar sporting industry chose profit over a not-even-that-good player? GASP. The horror.

I fully plan on buying one. Question A: Will they sell it with a manual? Question B: Why not?

Fuck horse racing. It’s glorified animal abuse. And fuck this little tyke parading around as an athlete even harder. The horse is the only reason you’re even worthy of mention, and you’re going to abuse it because it’s scared? Fuck you, guy.

Jim Ross is a gift few of us realize the value of.