I traded in a liar and got a smart ass. I am happier now -- the Lying Nazi Bullshit Diesel is dead. My new Honda Civic is "nice," but these god damn "smart car" features make me want to strip to my bathrobe and scream "get off my lawn".
For most places, the holidays are time to reflect and improve. Not at the Third-World Racquet Club -- these are the times when everything goes straight to the shitter.
The Lying Nazi Bullshit Diesel was an unstoppable zombie, but I finally knocked off it's head with one dirty swing. I dropped it off at the VW dealer on Oct. 26. It was not a tearful goodbye. VW has it all on video tape. Turning in the car felt like I was being deposed by … Continue reading The Lying Nazi is No More
My Lying Nazi Bullshit Diesel's trip to hell has been delayed -- again. I had the appointment to turn in the fucking thing over Labor Day.
Every time I try to do something good for the planet, I get screwed.
My Lying Nazi Bullshit Diesel is going to Volkswagen hell, one part at a time. The latest part to do the dance of the damned was the front wiper
Turns out my lying nazi bullshit diesel is not the only fucking bullshit diesel. They all are. Just in different ways
Who turns on the stupid switch when people are walking through parking lots? They fucking wander like lemmings across the lane where the goddamn cars go.
The Bear has always hated my Lying Nazi Bullshit Diesel. Not because it's a liar. Not because it's killing the planet
The Lying Nazi Bullshit Diesel is really fucking picky about which diesel you put in it. I once stopped at a corner station in Tucson and 3 hours later the Lying Nazi came to a coughing halt. The dealer said it had "dirty diesel" -- like it's fucking AC/DC (dirty diesel done dirt cheap). Apparently … Continue reading Gas Station TV