Oh....did I say candy-asses??? I'm sorry...I'm sorry...
I meant PANSY-ASSES.The two of you make me sick (not to the point where I can't clear the buffet....but still). I don't know which one of you should win the award for outstanding achievement in the field of NOT offroading your H2.
You'll both be sorry. When the apocalypse comes and an age of darkness falls upon the Earth...where choas prevails and a nomadic era of struggle is upon us........you won't be able to traverse vast wastelands, broken towns and urban wastelands. The first fallen telephone poll will stop you in your tracks!
So eat your chicken pilaf, chug your latte's and laugh at the few who off-road....we see who's laughing last.
Muahahahaa
Muahahahahahaa
MUAHAHAHAAAAHAHAHAHAAAAA
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