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“Officer, do you understand you’re dealing with an internet celebrity? I have tens of viewers. I’ll take my verbal warning. Now, good day!”

These guys, your friends...do not let them go. They are good friends. Buy them sufficient pizza and beer. It is the right thing to do.

Crap, I thought that was a dude. Still not sure...

My ‘14 Sportwagen 2.5 SE is going to be a collector on par with old Swedish cars someday. With its unusual, yet reliable and torquey 5 cylinder, semi-reliable Aisin transmission (just change the fluid, jerk), and Euro chic, there’ll be a small, rabid group of neckbeards just waiting for me to put up a FOR SALE sign.

I don’t know. Land Rover plays the “dirty gentleman” card pretty well. I don’t see why Mercedes-Benz can’t either.

My kid can take the bus. This is for daddy.

“You shore do got a purdy grill...”

That was not nearly as bad as I expected it to be. You got this.

On the flip side, I don’t feel nearly as bad about my wrenching projects because of your articles. Speaking of life decisions, the wife has put a moratorium on beater projects as we have two kids under two. So, pity me David. I have to deal with the daily

Stopping by to say I’d buy the shit outta one of those new. Miraculously enough, it doesn’t have a single black, white or silver panel. Damn right.

So if one of those 1,200 Europeans chokes to death on a piece of baguette or knockwurst, does another European take their place and die from respiratory disease?

Interesting. Funny enough, it was a Nissan dealer (in VA) that did about all they could to lose my business, did everything in the book to sabotage the sale.

I live in ND (assume you do too, based off your earlier post) and largely agree with your sentiment. As a general rule, I don’t buy in my area. The best deals are to be found in Minneapolis, sometimes SD or even further south. But if you think buying in the Midwest is tough, you should try working with a dealer in the

rare ≠ valuable 

This is one of those NPOCPs where you promptly scroll down looking for the “fuck yes” radio button. Barring that, Nice Price also works.

Edit: Actually read the ad. Came for the 99 Sedan, stayed for the soccer balls and slept overnight on the hide-a-bed for the Incas. Wonderful. All the little problems are easily

I’ve always loved these. They remind me of the offspring that would result from, perhaps, a Volvo 700 series and contemporary Rolls Royce.

Having been with my wife throughout both of her births, our staff, largely female, had been nothing short of professional and courteous. The description provided regarding Catherine Skol’s experience seems to me a textbook definition of malpractice, but certainly not rape, at least within the limits of my

Good post/username combination.

I’m not sure if this is the exact reference I found, but it’s pretty similar. Take it for what you will, given the source:

“Sheila, you won’t believe it, his bezel finally dropped! I know, right? Ohmahgawd!”

They could call it “Tracy’s Law.” Somehow, though, I don’t think they’d pass a law or mandate simply to reduce the irritation of automotive savants like us.