The first man said, "My son is playing baseball, I had McDonalds for
breakfast and I'm on my way to pick up a case of Bud, how about you?"

The second man replied, "Fuck you, towel head."

They set their time-machine clocks for a time when you could tell a joke like that while filling the car up with high octane gasoline and drive off with a six pack of beer.

My car bucks and kicks and it's really cool and all, but for me to get 500HP takes single digit mileage figures and your eyes will water after 30 seconds standing near it at idle. That's cool, old school stuff and I love it. But the new muscle makes the same power, passes emissions and gets four times better mileage. That's impressive stuff.

Another few decades and we'll be burning synthetics in our 500HP cars and the guys in he middle east will be back to selling sand for a living. I guess the Saud family will be able to live off their money for quite some time, but I also guess they'll have to get skills if they want their children's children to maintain. Did I say that PC enough?