Description
Face it man, the relationship you have with your car is purely masochistic. It eats your time, swallows your cash, clogs your mind with endless questions, situations and puzzles. It shreds your skin seeking every drop of blood that it can. It destoys your relationships while always attempting to return to its own base elements. On top of that’s you’ve got to house the damn thing and feed it nothing but the highest quality consumables while you struggle to maintain a basic standard of living. And then, if everything goes right, it will do its best to snuff you everytime you push it to do the very things you designed it to do.
I know…you never thought of it that way…but now you can’t unsee it!!!
Punish that bitch by diverting twenty something dollars and buy THIS shirt.
