Smart Cars.

    Whenever I see one, I want to pull a 360 with my little Civic and flick the Smart Car with my bumper. I picture it flying off into the distance in a way that is similar to how characters from Super Smash Brothers used to fly off the screen when you hit them with the magical hammer. Smart Cars are the devil. I’m sure that the name “Smart Car” is actually an anagram for some kind of pagan demon.

These are the things I think about.

Because I have no life.