I used to DD a inline six, RWD, four door monster (sounds like a BMW description). Now I drive a RWD, Rear Engined, German-Swiss-French, automated manual (hhnnnggghh) ode to European colonization and globalization (sounds like a supercar description). Yet they are a Jeep and a Smart Car.
This made me laugh and as a millennial I’ve been waiting for the actual person here in the gawkerverse to make it happen.
Nope, sadly I fucked up the transfer case and after some horrid estimates had to give her up. But I know shes out there, loving, touching, and squeezing another.
69 miles?! How immature! Those Brits and their potty humor!
But it cant melt steel beams!
Ah yes... I will take thee down!
Depending on your tire pressure it’ll fly away faster than this.
I was thinking the theme song to Trailer Park Boys!
That brush guard makes it look like it has a grill which is ludacris. Should’ve known it was from the dirty south before I even saw the Bulldogs plate. I certainly agree.
Now Doug when I landed in Philly I tweeted you, Doug! :)
COTD *DING DING*
Tap it against the wall really hard with a heel to absorb it. Or you know that spare saber you have hanging around could just slice the neck off.
I own a 2001 XJ and I came here to say that I own a 2001 XJ and I came here to say I own A 2001 JEEP XJ AND I CAME HERE TO SAY THAT I OWN A 2001 CHEROKEE AND I CAME HERE TO JUST SAY THAT. Fucking love my XJ!