The rich families in my town had a penchant for giving their kids Bimmers, Benzes, Escalades, etc... when they got their learner’s permit. Not even their license. A fucking permit that they couldn’t use past midnight.

This definitely is much better-looking. The ones above look like suppositories.

Pleasepleaseplease don’t molest it.

Well, round is still a shape.

I really miss my ‘89 Legend. Florence Blue with a simple pinstripe detail going down either side of the car. V6, 5-speed M/T with a moonroof. That latter feature got leaky as hell as the years wore on and the electrics became bad in wet weather (one rainy night it even stalled out while I was waiting for a light and I…

I’ll never forget my ‘89 Acura Legend precisely for its monstrous rear windshield. The thing was pretty land yacht-y so having visibility from corner to corner in my rear-view mirror was very helpful.

It’s a reasonable time to eat chocolate somewhere in the world.

It was ‘doth’ before I commented.

I thought it was ‘doff’.

I can only imagine how many funerals this will necessitate on its completion..

Star for the use of ‘fartknocker’.

See, my understanding of ‘hipster’ stems from the hairy, smelly ones in Brooklyn who fancy themselves artists and like to be in “the scene”, yet somehow manage to afford rents in the area.

Exactly.

I’m not sure hipster is the right term here. Maybe more millennial.

How does it achieve stealth with a body the size of Taiwan?

Why is corn popping under that hood?

Othean, for that matter.

THANKS OBAMA.

Why is a propeller plane trying to take off through its grille?

You’d be surprised. A number of my healthcare coworkers are staunchly anti-Clinton (I don’t blame them), but think that necessarily means Trump is the best. Idiocy comes at all levels.