It’s a paradox. One car will get you laid but isn’t easy to have sex in. The other is easy to have sex in, but can’t get you laid. Choose wisely.

Daaaaamn Daniel!

It appears that the wheel and fire were invented simultaneously.

There are worse things to go see.

Well I would be down with the trams over taxis then too. So, Tram > Uber > Taxi.

I would have a robot wife then and wouldn’t care...

If I lived there, this would make me exclusively use Uber.

This describes 99% of all comments on the internet.

I’m not drunk, my car is.

The fact you picked her up at the bar being the first regrettable decision?

Uhhh, nope, nothing at all.

Whatever you do, please don’t suggest adding a wet bar to the glovebox or a fleshlight to the trunk. These are tired advancements that never work out for the benefit of mankind.

Now that’s a thirsty couple.

Gizmodo en Espanol. Muy Bien.

This is why you don’t let Jesus drive. He’s such a lush.

This is what happens when you put a ginger in charge, the show loses it’s soul.

Was anyone else disappointed that Australia didn’t roll up with an Ute and do a burnout?

“Barking noises”

Can you imagine being the punch line to your own death?