@lilwillie heart clicks GM: I'm pretty sure when you say "shoot back", you're referring to the Glock you keep in your glove box. But if, by some slim chance, you actually mean you shoot a deuce at a passing semi WHILE driving, well sir, that is a feat of coordination and vehicular control that demands not only respect and awe, but would make you the alpha dog of all Jalops.
@WilliamG.: Anyone who can successfully shit in a container while driving is definitely worthy of our respect. Assuming of course, they have bowel control.
Once when I had diarrhea, I accidentally shit myself in my car when I thought I was just gonna cut one. That was a sad day, and I had to clean the hell out of my naugahyde seats after that.
@smalleyxb122: Oh, ya, I totally heard that too. Maybe it's just too much Top Gear, but whenever I use expletives I somehow gravitate toward either "wanker" or "you cock."
I had to keep the audio off, but what I gleaned from the one talking head's hand gesture is the idea that a bottle of urine and or feces might be ejected from a truck due to rest stop closures.
I appreciate that VW's ad money is the lion's share of the site's revenue stream, but aren't any of you in management worried about the credibility of a car site that doesn't acknowledge, at least once in a while, that the vast majority of VW's are utter pieces of overpriced crap driven by Apple Store shoppers who care more about a secret paint color you can only get on the internet than they do about driving dynamics or reliability?
@snapoversteer: As long as I can keep lighting my cigars with Wolfsburg-supplied Benjamins, you won't hear a single bad word about any VW product from me! Same goes for Ssangyong!
@Murilee Martin: Nice. I didn't mean for my V-dub rant to accidentally splash bile on your entertaining ad retrospective. Your weekend postings are excellent.
@snapoversteer: No problem, just wanted to make it clear that we don't ever get any editorial pressure to say good or bad things about companies that do or don't advertise on our site.
That said, if VW wants to send me a suitcase packed with cash, I'm all for it!
The British series "If only everything in life was as reliable as a Volkswagen" had little stories about lifes vicissitudes, in which the punchline was the protagonist turning the key in their Golf.
I'll always remember the morning after the casino guy, and the unfaithful husband woman.
Oh, and the one where the couple are in the car for hundreds of miles, and everything is perfect except for this continula tiny squeak. Despite endless searching, they can't find the source. Eventually they pull into a tiny service station in the desert, and the gnarly old proprietor leans into the car, looks around, and puts a drop of oil on the womans pendant earrings.
@tonyola: Genius ad. I wonder if, years from now, Hyundai or Kia might make a similar one costarring Plymouth, Oldsmobile, Pontiac, Isuzu and whoever else croaks before the end of the Carpocalypse.
I still can't find a digital copy of the ad, but I remember it from my youth (early 90s I guess) It was a VW herder that had a farm with all of these VWs on it driving around. The ad ends with the farmer stating "You can tell by the gleam in the daytime running lights, these are happy cars!"
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or is that redundant?
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Speaking of attract: Does Liz Claman make anyone else feel, uh, funny?
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Shoot back.
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Once when I had diarrhea, I accidentally shit myself in my car when I thought I was just gonna cut one. That was a sad day, and I had to clean the hell out of my naugahyde seats after that.
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...where no wanker has gone before.
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Hmmmm. . .
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That said, if VW wants to send me a suitcase packed with cash, I'm all for it!
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I'll always remember the morning after the casino guy, and the unfaithful husband woman.
Oh, and the one where the couple are in the car for hundreds of miles, and everything is perfect except for this continula tiny squeak. Despite endless searching, they can't find the source. Eventually they pull into a tiny service station in the desert, and the gnarly old proprietor leans into the car, looks around, and puts a drop of oil on the womans pendant earrings.
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Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww :D
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Absolute classic.
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It's a line that has stuck with me ever since.
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...oh, yeah, fuck it then.