I finally got one! An iPod! Along with a Belkin Tunecast and an XtremeMac Car Charger. And you know what?
I give them all a thumbs down.
I finally got one! An iPod! Along with a Belkin Tunecast and an XtremeMac Car Charger. And you know what?
I give them all a thumbs down.
"It was torn off by a hooker," the owner of the used car told me. I didn't ask why a hooker would want to tear off his mirror—and really didn't want to know either.
Thus went my search for a used car.
Picture this:
In the men's restroom, on top of a urinal, is a midget. His back is against the wall and his pants are off. With a broad grin on his face, he's spraying a protective moat of piss on the floor around the urinal.