Hey, the cops did give him tree chances to come down. This story is a real hoot!

Does this truck come with a coupon for a tribal tattoo on my arm or leg? After all, I can't really rock the flames (inside and out) without a tribal tat. Crack pipe all the way to 11.

I prefer my women like I prefer my random and unheard-of aftermarket rear window truck louvers:

I don't see the problem. All they had to do was pull harder...faster...stronger. But, maybe they didn't feel they would get lucky without additional assistance.

This article and the entire concept stinks. I'm not trying to be cheeky, butt fueling my car with the byproducts of gourmet Taco Bell burritos doesn't pass the smell test if you know what I mean!

For as old as that car is, the paint still has that man-in-the-mirror shine to it. Also diggin' the classic Jackson-five-spoke wheels.

You know it's luxurious by the analog clock (I think that's what this is...) on the dash.

Free with every purchase:

Maumelle, Arkansas : It's not just home mortgages that are underwater these days...

I certainly got a charge out of the picture...

I agree, the whole story has a certain air of cray cray to it. I feel bad for the guy because his future depends on a wing and a prayer now.

For a brief moment in time, everyone's spirits were lifted as if they themselves were among the clouds. And then, in a moment that tipped the balance of all that was right in the world, their spirits came crashing down like a wayward angel from On High.

Freedom wheels?

My wife and I saw one of these the other night and she said she sort of liked it better than my XF. After I smacked her around a bit, I explained (to no avail) that the X-Type was not a great car and Ford really messed up with it. After 5 minutes of me going on about the differences between Ford-era Jags and Tata…

Brings this scene to mind...

Reference to a four-hour block of time? Check.

Meth. Now with Omega-3!