I can’t remember if it was here or the hellhole TTAC, but I remember reading a story about a guy with a Fiat 500 with a bumper sticker that read, “Compensating for My Enormous Penis.”

Presumably a Chrysler with cetacean-equivalent dimensions, primed to embark across the seas.

The artist behind Precious Moments has really branched out. 

“Beware of hitchhiking Karens!”

“sprayer of the Sturgis strain COVID” describes the rider. 

“X-Wings are the coolest starfighters in anything, ever. That’s just straight up facts.”

Weird as it was, my first thought was “I hope this comes up in a future episode of TierZoo.”

I read that in the cadence to “Gaston.”

Before 2016 I thought I knew what a barrel, and therefore the bottom of a barrel, looked like.

Turns out they’re more akin to that superdeep borehole the USSR drilled back in the ‘60s.

Jankenfreude? Shodden-freude?

Ideally, we’d build lots of statues. That’s how most people learn history.

...that’s a pretty lame claim to fame, if you ask me.

And here I was thinking libertarians hated public works projects. 

Mind you, møøse bites Kan be pretti nasti.

All hail Sobek.

moved on to a lifted diesel Beetle

I think Mercedes is the center of the Venn diagram between Torch and Tracy.

If you’re enthusiastic about the car, you’re a car enthusiast, and by definition it’s an enthusiast’s car. :) 

First-gen Volt owner here and there’s no getting around the 4-seater layout.

Don’t you dare talk about my Chicken Boo!