Wall Drug in South Dakota takes the cake for me. It’s right near one of, for my money, one of the most beautiful sections of the country (Badlands & Black Hills), and it strikes a great balance between kitsch and having some legitimately great souvenirs on offer...everything from art to jewelry to good cowboy boots to…

This thing is so fucking dumb. It’s based on a relatively forgettable original donor vehicle. It’s an homage to a model that most people erm...don’t remember that fondly. It’s not even practical enough to have a working tailgate.
And I fucking love it. IT HAS T-TOPS, FOR CRYING OUT LOUD.

NP all day.

Large (it’s not fucking “venti,” you effete chuds...it’s just a fucking large) skim mocha, extra hot, no whip, extra shot of espresso. Not really that crazy, but somehow *sounds* crazier in the execution or something.

I really struggled with this, because I drove this exact model and year in electric blue as a young lad, and had rather a lot of fun in it after unexpectingly inheriting it from an extended family member who couldn’t (slash can’t) keep their proverbial shit together.
Ultimately, I ND’d it because, although the…

Eggs Benedict.

I’m interested in potential towing numbers as well. How soon can people realistically switch to EV’s for that kind of duty? I’ll give up my V8 gasser absolutely as soon as that’s a viable alternative.

20 large for something with that many miles on it is pretty much an automatic “no” from me, no matter how much depreciation that price might represent.

Add in the impending Porsche-trademarked failures of various seals and bearings and other rather essential mechanical components, and this is an easy ND.

It’s in remarkable shape, it’s charmingly ‘80s, it’s a wagon, and it’s fuckin’ 2 G’s. I don’t need a car and I don’t have 2 grand lying around but I’m thinking about buying it anyway. This would be a wonderfully quirky runaround/grocery getter/local familymobile. I love it more than I probably should.

Starred for the Aggro Crag reference; +1 “D-d-d-d-do ya have it?”

Let’s see...

It’s dumb.
It’s ugly.
It’s in poor shape.
It’s preposterously priced.

MexiMelts at Taco Bell. I still order one or two every time. Sometimes they don’t bat an eye and they make them for me, and sometimes they’re like “dude we haven’t had them shits in like 15 years.”

For future reference, a whale slapping its tail generally means something along the lines of “Fuck off.” (not internet sarcasm; it is meant to scare off would-be threats and send a message to competitors during mating season)

Came here for this.
Someday, I will have a dog named Sleve McDichael.

Wow...instead of seeing *a* Nissan 390, you pretty much saw *the* Nissan 390.

I bet I see these all over the place with smaller rigs in RV parks after it goes on sale.

I’ve driven a handful of classics over the years, and I don’t understand why they stopped putting the foot-operated toggle for foglights on the left front floorboard. It always felt low-key badass to operate that feature.

This car is absurd and impractical and I scrolled down to click “Nice Price” before even reading the article, because I inexplicably and unashamedly love this and all ute-type automobiles.

Far too many miles. No Weekender package. Transmission & other mechanicals likely about to explode at any second. And while it looks nice, silver paint doesn’t “pop” ever...not even on the showroom floor.
ND.

Also worthy of note: His sentence about “cancel culture” makes no fucking sense. Logically, rhetorically, and grammatically, it’s a fucking mess.
Almost as if mf knows he doesn’t have jack shit of substance to say in defense of this shit.

The salvage title is probably due to some relatively normal amount of damage/needed repair that just outstripped the truck’s value in the insurance company’s eyes, but without an answer to that question and with that many miles, I’m out. ND.