Publicity whores...always finding “good” reasons for whoring publicly.

So just like we saw in Apollo 13.  How “amazing”.

The styling is...interesting:

There’s no 23-window Microbus cachet with one of these completely generic boxes on wheels--ugh.

BWAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH!

I know, right?  The further dumbing down of America--right here.

Next up: someone with the balls to “just say no” to yoke steering wheels?

My term: CSW—chunky station wagon—cuts thru all the crap and calls a spade a spade.

A Repub proving she’s a raving lunatic...what else is new?

“mini resort”

BMW: broke man walking.

It’s a two-fer: the Charger and the Challenger:

Assholes

COTD...just too good.

A vinyl wrap celebrating a car’s paint scheme.... Isn’t that like wearing a condom to celebrate bareback sex?

If we extend the meaning of “roof” to include the top surface of the car, I went into total dumbass mode while driving—real moron-plus level.

It’s a goofy looking old Jag with styling that would’ve been cutting-edge for 1950. And those “original whitewall tires” literally do look original—meaning the buyer better fear for his life if he let’s the Jag roll on them. ND.

Thank you?

Strikes me as pointless as race car sponsors getting teeny-tiny logos on the cars they help subsidize. Do they really get any sales lift offsetting the sponsorship cost to teams that often lose? I don’t see it.

Perfect description.