It's more than a little creepy when cars have 'K's in their names when a C is clearly the right choice here. I have never encountered this experience before today and have twice-once in a "Komfort" trim level (not at all comforting!) and the "Kompressor". Why would you sit in a car that promises to crush you to mush?

oh my god cranky old dude's phone number starts with 666

I had such a good day! Recognition at work is always tasty, even if what I really want is money. And me doing well at rugby? Well, I'll be. Then on the walk home the exact song I wanted to hear came up on my iPod Shuffle!™ (I may be a witch.)

Then there was the blowjob. Ahh, the memories...