I’ve laid eyes before on some pretty sexy cars. Lambo’s, Ferrari’s, 1997 Mustang’s sitting on 17inch Neeper Syncro rims. But not once did it go thru my head that I should mount the car and start deep throating the exhaust.

I don’t really feel bad for this guy because he’s really not hurting anyone in the process – except for his chances of ever getting laid. The guy you really have to feel for is his old man. Father’s raise their sons in hopes that they grow up to be functional adults. I’m guessing that you would have a pretty hard time separating the pages from his Car & Driver collection.

I’m sure he looks at his living situation and figures he’d have a better time kissing his car and stroking the steering wheel then getting drunk with his Jabba Da Hut™ lookalike roommate and knocking that out.

thx Clint