Now that I’m a hotshot celebrity pastry chef, I drive a Studebaker
If you don’t like my very large automobile then file agree vans.
I bought a driverless car, but it drove itself off a cliff. What a lemming.
I was so upset when the woman at the Avis kiosk told me the surcharge for the in-car GPS. I wailed aloud and rent my Garmins.
If you crash a borrowed Mercedes and can’t repay the debt, you may get really anxious and have to take Benz-owe diapezine medication.
If you drive around while brandishing a bread knife, you will be in car serrated.
Anyone who keeps buying GM cars is a fool. I will re-Buick them.
Car pouleting is for chickens.