At lunch today, I saw this huge pile of planet wrecking crap waiting in line for it’s bath at the reviled Encino private parking lot carwash. It of course was sparklingly clean and still had it’s paper dealership plates, so it’s obviously brand new, and bought in the face of almost $4.00 per gallon gas prices.
It’s called an AVALANCHE. It’s nice to know that the makers of these leviathans are now at least naming them after other environmental disasters. What’s next? The Dodge Tsunami? The Cadillac mushroom cloud? And I’m sure that the mouth breathing, oblivious to all but themselves, self absorbed selfish fucktards who are STILL buying them are totally unable to see the irony in the name.
Really though, what is with these people? Are they unaware and uninformed, or is it that they just don’t care? I know that money certainly is no object for them. I work with people who are multimillionaires who have no idea what things cost because they don’t need to know. Still, they buy sensible cars or hybrids because they care about the world that we all must live in. What planet are these other morons from? Can we send them back? The word for today children is:
Use it in a sentence.