Art car created by Bryan Taylor,Houston, Texas.

A father asked his son, Little Johnny, if he knew about the birds and the bees.
“I don’t want to know!” Little Johnny said, exploding and bursting into tears. Confused, his father asked Little Johnny what was wrong.
“Oh Pop,” Johnny sobbed, “for me there was no Santa Claus at age six, no Easter Bunny at seven, and no Tooth Fairy at eight. And if you’re telling me now that grown ups don’t really have sex, I’ve got nothing left to believe in!”

There was this car that was driving very slowly down the highway. A State Trooper pulls it over. “What have I done wrong, officer?” the driver asks.
“You are going 26mph on a major highway. There is a law against that,” the officer says to the driver. “You must go at least 50mph.”
“But when I turned on the highway, the sign said 26!” the driver replies.
“HA HA HA!” The officer laughs out loud. “That is because this is Interstate 26! The 26 isn’t the speed limit!”
The driver leans back in her car seat and the cop sees another woman sitting beside her. She looked as pale as a ghost.
“What happened to her?” the officer asks.
“I don’t know, but she has been that way ever since we got off of interstate 160.”

Some of Murphy’s Combat Laws:

If it’s stupid but it works, it isn’t stupid.
Try to look unimportant; the enemy may be low on ammo and not want to waste a bullet on you.
If at first you don’t succeed, call in an airstrike.
If you are forward of your position, your artillery will fall short.
Never share a foxhole with anyone braver than yourself.
Never go to bed with anyone crazier than yourself.
Never forget that your weapon was made by the lowest bidder.
If your attack is going really well, it’s an ambush.
The enemy diversion you’re ignoring is their main attack.
The enemy invariably attacks on two occasions: when they’re ready. & when you’re not.

A rich business executive sees an ad in the Financial Review for the world’s fastest and most expensive car. It’s called the Tri-Turbo Convertible Fantasy and it costs over $1 million.
He decides he must have it and three months later he takes delivery. Eager
to play with his new toy, the executive takes it out for a spin.
At the first stop light, an old man rides up next to the Fantasy on an old Vespa motor scooter. Without invitation, the old man sticks his head through the open window and croaks, “Quite a ride you got there sonny – how fast will she go?”
“About 270 km,” answers the executive.  “No way,” says the old man.
Just then, the light turns green and the executive decides to show the old man what the car can do. He floors it, and within seconds the car is doing 270.
But suddenly, he notices a dot in his rear vision mirror that seems to be getting closer and closer. Thinking it’s a cop the executive comes to a stop.
Then, whooooooooooosh, something goes flying by.
“What the heck was that?” wonders the executive. “What can go faster than my Fantasy?”
Suddenly, the same blur comes racing back toward him, and whoooooosh, passes right by in the opposite direction. This time the executive gets a better
look and would almost swear that it looked like the old man on the Vespa motor scooter.
“That just couldn’t be,” he thinks to himself.
Suddenly, he sees it again in his rear view mirror and wham! It smashes slap
bang into the back of the Fantasy.
The executive jumps from his car, and sure enough, it’s the old man on the
Vespa that’s crashed into him.
“Are you okay?” asks the executive. Is there anything I can do for you?”
“Yes,” replied the old man, “could ya unhook my trouser suspenders from your
external mirror, please.”

As a gangster was driving down the freeway, his car phone rang. Answering his phone he heard his friend’s  voice urgently warning him, ”Frank, I just heard on the news that there’s a car going the wrong way on route 290. Please be extra careful!”

“Hell, It’s not just one car.  It’s hundreds of them !!!”

A truck driver was heading down the highway when he saw a priest at the side of the road.
Feeling it was his duty, he stopped to give the priest a ride. A short time later, he saw a
lawyer with a briefcase on the side of the road and aimed his truck at him. At the last second,
he thought of the priest with him and realized he couldn’t run over the lawyer, so he swerved,
but he heard a thump anyway. Looking back as he drove on, he didn’t see anything. He began to apologize for his behavior to the priest. “I’m sorry, Father. I barely missed that lawyer at
the side of the road.”
But the priest said, “Don’t worry, son. I got him with my door.”

In Eisenach (home of the IFA Wartburg car factory) they heard about how the Japanese test a car. They put a cat in the car, and if after three days the cat is dead, the parts are judged to be close fitting. Not wanting to be second in anything, the people in Eisenach decided to test the Wartburg in a similar fashion. If after three days the cat is still in the car, the parts are judged to be close fitting.

like a rabbit

in the wood

Q: How do you get 4 elephants into a VW bug?
A: 2 in the front and 2 in the back

Pretty tuning…

What do you do if you see a spaceman?
Park your car in it man.