I had a Snoozer for a while and it was like dating a beautiful, evil woman in a 1940s film noir (or Lena Olin in Romeo Is Bleeding): you knew heartbreak was coming—it was just a matter of when. I could take the mediocre performance if it got decent MPG, and I could take the mediocre MPG if the performance anywhere…
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Starred for “existential view of man’s hubris”. Beautiful.
It looks like a giant eraser.
I was like, “They killed the PT Cruiser for this!?” The Snoozer might have been a misfire, but at least it was an interesting misfire.
You know, I was almost on board until I got to that steering wheel. Whose idea was that, anyway--Eddie Munster?
BLASPHEMER!
Originalist decisions like Bush v. Gore, amirite? I bet he complained REAL loud about that one. Or Burwell v. Hobby Lobby. Or Citizens United. Or...
Yeah, a bad actor could wreak havoc. Imagine some script kiddie who manages to get into the flight controls of a loaded airliner for the lulz.
And what was the clip they played from King Richard? “You’re not representing yourself; you’re representing little black girls all over the world.”
“That’s my fault. I forgot Will starred in Ali.”
They survive on bile and spite, while normal people need air and water.
Excellent series of posts, Anon. Deserves more stars.
100% true. L.A. has a bad rep, but most drivers out here are pretty good—we have to be. That said, I am seeing a lot more—a lot more—turning from the far opposite lane. Right turns from a left turn lane, for example (against a red light, of course); this morning, I saw a left turn from two lanes over. Surprisingly, it…
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It’s like being a fighter pilot in a dogfight--the slightest twitch or hesitation makes all the difference in the world. Your hand-eye coordination has to be off the charts at these speeds.
This is exactly what I was thinking. The rational part of me was all “WTF?” The graphic artist, comic-book-creating me is all “Daddy likes!” Small run, low miles, engine/tranny parts are fairly plentiful...fuck it, I’ll give it a just-toked-a-bomber-joint NP.
Sort of a tween version of Ginger Snaps.