If you somehow missed the big news, the Vatican is getting its first Chicago-style Pope. Sport peppers and Lou Malnati’s deep dish for all! The jokes practically write themselves. Yet, one of our readers has a hilarious twist on the Pope joke formula.
David Tracy is going through a bit of a crisis of figuring out what classic cars he should keep amid his new life as a father. Potentially influencing this decision are California’s emissions regulations. Jesus Chrysler drives a Dodge (great username) offers a hilarious bit of comfort:
Ah, California. Good luck. Even Pope Leo wouldn’t be able to get an old Popemobile SMOG’d there, and he’s on emission from God.
In other news, Thomas wrote about the new BMW M2 CS, and I can hear our readers snoring. Arch Duke Maxyenko:
BMW ///M–
The UltimateA Driving Machine
Earlier today, Jason said something in our Slack channel about breasts and the Cars movie universe. Horizontally Opposed asks the important question:
How does one move to Titsylvania? Asking for a friend, couldn’t find any flights out.
Yes, my wife and I would love to move to Titsylvania, please.
Hoonicus:
Glad you got that off your chest.
Alexk98:
This article will now and forever be the one that I send to anyone who asks what this website is about. The perfect embodiment about everything wonderful we hold dear here. Quite frankly if a friend reads this article and doesn’t want to immediately buy a membership, I’m not sure they’re worth being friends with.
Lewin wrote a deep dive on America’s muffler cars, which, huh, I’m an American and didn’t even know that this was a thing. I recommend reading it. Anyway, Sid Bridge says:
Dammit, someone stole the Catalytic Converter Car I parked in front of it AGAIN.
Have a great weekend, everyone!
(Topshot: The White House)
Pretty sure this passes under the low production specialty vehicle exception. Like 1 of 5.
Sorry if I’m the Chicago Pope eating peppers and onions on a sausage on a roll in a hermetically sealed glass box exposed to the sun the tailpipe emissions are not the emissions I am concerned with.
Not my thing, but I think you if anyone, would be interested. 500 smackers, how could you lose!?!
https://southjersey.craigslist.org/cto/d/medford-1976-travel-queen-motorhome/7851729208.html
I love the Blues Brothers car pun and the way it ties right back into Chicago so beautifully. That’s well done.
I also bet that old Mercedes ML has a lot of black and white smoke pouring out of it. I think that’s confusing.
“The Pope’s Car Would Totally Have A Bad Time In California”
I don’t get this. Does the Catholic Church actually have any rides that would conform to the 25 year old import rule anyway?
25 seems a little old for the church.
“I was a Catholic altar boy and, to go ahead and answer your next question, ‘no, I wasn’t.’ I think they knew I was a talker.” –Mike Birbiglia
No a little younger
Look, sometimes it’s hard to make a joke headline around a joke! 🙂
I mean, if we want to get serious, the 25 year rule actually doesn’t matter. Tourists can import non-conforming cars for up to a year.
Dang it, I better have the headline changed.
This thread needs to be fed into an AI. Something about 25 year rule, church, tourists, non-conforming. There’s got to be poetic gold in there somewhere. 😉
There’s a nice popemobile museum at the Vatican, going back to the horse-drawn carriage era.
Aw, Shucks, Got this ol’ Hootervillen blush’n with titillation ‘n such.
Jis commending let’n yer burdens air out t’all.
As a displaced and recovering FIB: Damn you for mentioning Lou Malnati’s (even if I am a Geno’s East guy myself).
And sport peppers.
And making me think about Italian beef from Portillos… And a cake shake….
Hey, can you bring some down the Southern Indiana Gambler!? (If it actually happens!). I promise I’ll share!
As a Wisconsin resident, I wish you well on your journey of FIB recovery.
I dunno… I used to take Malnati’s thin over their deep dish any time. But now I’m a ride-or-die Barnaby’s fan when I get there.
Geno’s East will always be my favorite. Journeying from Libertyville into the city with my family to eat in that dingy, graffiti-laden restaurant was always fun (even when I found out later that most of the graffiti was done by the employees).
Speaking of decades long ago, I wonder if there’s still a Farrell’s in Woodfield Mall…