Just pop the hood of yours and go looking. :-)

I'd blame the brussel sprouts.

The best kind of knowledge, with the possible exception of Carnal.

Funny, they don't taste Druish.

Is this post rude? Well, SORRY. I haven't felt anything—including guilt or shame—since Brian graduated in 2003.

Chest. He has a boyishly nekkid chest.

Is that a white lie or black humour? Purple prose? Orange you at least a little embarrassed by this? I can't tell.

Jesus Christ!

Bloody hell. I love engine bay art and this is pretty indeed, but I'm afraid I'll never be able to get into drifting. Looks cool and nothing against it, but my kinda racing takes the fastest way around the track.

Bah, most morons with guns don't know how to shoot anyway and hold their guns sideways. I'm sure he'd have been fine.

What the heck are those things? Is the big one an inflatable Hallowe'en lawn ornament? Is the little one a deformed poodle with it's faced shaved and painted?

what we clearly need is a Miata shooting brake with AWD and raised suspension.

Coffee on monitor...Boss walking over to see what's so funny about the TPS report...Gotta go, thanks for the morning giggle!

Spike strip :-)

I'm no fan of overzealous cops with tazers, but I'd be all in favour of a motorcycle mounted version to take care of knucklehead like these.

All that's missing now is the Groucho mustache.

Or, you could say that rhythm transforms flailing into dancing.

So flailing is just dancing without the rhythm :-)

Nothing, but you would have had a pretty good view of the goings-on.

"Jane's Sporting Goods", for those really old schoolers out there.