Today I saw a car that was metallic turquoise with purple flames going down the sides. I thought that at any moment 10 clowns on uni-cycles were going to pop out and encircle my car while humming on kazoos. Please help me understand why anyone would ever pay good money for a car that was birthed at the carnival.

In other news, I get to spend next week with Cherie and her fellow Real Dealers in Tommy Boy's hometown!

Woot Woot!