Wherein I decline to give anyone an American luxury car

Wherein I decline to give anyone an American luxury car
In which I reformat classic art to fit your screen.
Wherein I drag something out way too long.
Wherein I explain that Dallas is not Miami (despite the fact that their states’ governors are in a dead heat in the Shittiest Governor Championship).
Wherein we wonder if a waterbed or an air bed is more-sketchy
And, in case you don’t understand, here’s a quick write-up on the uniqueness of Die Toiletten Deutschlands.
In which my great-grandmother makes an appearance
In which I take the time machine to Port Lavaca, Texas, in the 1970s
I which I attempt to make a punny beer/urology meme.
Wherein I force Waylon Jennings to sing the same song for 100 minutes.