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)
“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.
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.