... I'm a horrible monster that buys nice or not so sought after cars and makes them internet celebs, not infamous just happily polished.
This car has showed me a lot, not as much as the wise old cars you are used to see me patrolin the hood with. This car has shown me more about women then any innocent young man should've figured out, NICE CARS DON'T GET YOU LAID! It's all in the wrist... eh maybe not. The internal insecurity this car brought me ruined it all. The mullet was more help then anything but eh what can I say, I'm just a spiffy guy to be around at times. Life lesson #32, you can't bring your hot car inside the bar sir.
Pitchers of what?