That makes two of us.
That makes two of us.
Yeah, it’s called New York.
I could have been more specific. “Sales is for people who love money but aren’t educated or qualified enough to work in the finance sector while still possessing the requisite sociopathic traits of an investment banker.”
Because it sucks.
Translation: It’s for people who love money, not people who love cars.
“Sorry, sir. We don’t hire felons.”
Great username and great, colorful descriptors.
Unfortunately, Mr. Boone’s music is a bit riotous for the tastes of my compatriots and me.
As always, dealers are looking out for your best interest. They’re the only ones that will take your money AND your car while smile at you.
Those other guys will shiv you. Dealers won’t shiv you. One star Google reviews and all that.
“I thought the transaction was going okay until the sales manager shivved (shived?)…
Hi-dilly-ho, neighborino!
You, sir or madam, are a credit to your community.
Oh yes, my friends and I know how to have a good time. We like to spend time in the evening after our post-supper chores are done. We gather in the sitting room while sharing anecdotes and enjoying a cup or two of decaf coffee, taking care not to overindulge. If we’re feeling particularly jovial, we’ll partake in call…
I rented a car once. After opting for the rental car insurance on the rental agreement paperwork, I thanked the clerk for their time and assistance. For the duration of the rental period, I obeyed all traffic laws and proper motorist etiquette. Since I was only renting the car, and it was not mine, I was considerate…
Sorry you were deprived...of a dog’s dick?
This thing is a violation of Articles 2, 3, 4, 46 and 51 of the Geneva Convention.
...Say, does Nuremburg have any courthouses vacant this time of year? Maybe one that could accommodate a Tribunal?
Oh, it’s offensive alright.
Something, something my stinger.
If you have to ask, you already know the answer.
And that answer is “no.”
“Jutting,” please.
Also, I just wanted to scream, “Whatever you do, don’t press the big, red button!
I feel your pain as a fellow broad guy. It can be hard to find shirts that fit right in your size, much less car seats. The challenges I’ve had in finding a car seat that works for me makes me wonder whether the truck and SUV phenomenon isn’t necessarily directly related to inverse organ size, but seat comfort. I…
Funny you mention that. As soon as I got rid of my much-maligned Nissan Altima, I promptly picked up a 1993 Volvo 245. I used to have an ‘88 244 many moons ago, but forgot how different the interior packaging is from modern cars. That said, holy carp, the seats were like a breath of fresh air on the 100 mile drive…