Posts Tagged ‘SUV’

SUCKS TO BE a small-penised, environment-loathing gazillionaire looking for a vehicle

Thursday, February 25th, 2010
Can I interest you in a Prius, sir?

Can I interest you in a Prius, sir?

Starting next year, GM will cease production of their gasoline-inhaling mobile homes more commonly known as the Hummer.

The vehicle, which was first used in the Persian Gulf War to run over anyone holding a picture of Saddam Hussein became popular in the States with those looking to pancake Honda Civics and SmartCars.

Nevermind that it couldn’t fit in an ordinary garage or that it cost somewhere in the vicinity of a house payment to fill its tank, the Hummer was THE American ride.

And, now what have we got to choose from? F’ing Kias and Hyundais.

WTF, GM? We bail your ass out of ineptitude, and this is the thanks we get? You do realize there are fossil fuels left to burn, ice caps left to melt and student drivers left to scare the living shit out of?

And you were aware that small men compensate with big cars, weren’t you? So unless you plan on paying for a bunch of therapy appointments and penile implants, call up the Auto Union and crank up your assembly line.

Because we ain’t driving your fucking hybrids. Not here in the good old U.S. of A.

SUCKS TO BE taking a 120-mile ride, clinging to the muffler of a car

Tuesday, December 15th, 2009
Meee#@$@@!!!&**#@$!!ooowwwww!

Generally speaking it pretty much sucks to be a cat. You’re cute and cuddly for a few nanoseconds. Then you spend the next 15 years pissed at the world because you’re not a Golden Retriever.

What can we say, Fluffy? Life sucks.

But for one Oregon feline, existence was particularly sucky. Not because she couldn’t bark or play fetch, but because she couldn’t open a car door.

It seems the 3-month-old kitten was hanging out in the underbelly of an SUV when the vehicle  took off. For 120 miles, the cat endured 65-mph winds and sub-freezing temps. She dodged  flying pebbles and wayward car parts. She watched in horror as flattened cousin after flattened cousin whizzed by beneath her.

And to think the leather heated seats and the sweet Kenny Chesney tunes were just 6 inches above her head.

We’re happy to report that the cold, wet, emotionally scarred cat was rescued by the driver. As thanks for saving her life, the cat will claw the man’s furniture, leave him fur ball hurl to clean up, and ignore him for the rest of eternity.