Ranked as always in ascending order of awfulness:
- Games To Play With Daddy’s Hunting Knife
- What’s That Noise? Explaining Those Scary Sounds That Come From Mommy and Daddy’s Bedroom
- Daddy Divorced Mommy Because Of You
- Mommy’s New Boyfriend REALLY Loves You
- It Takes A Village: Hillary Rodham Clinton
There is a serious public health warning attached to each link in this post.
I was going to publish a companion piece of the five worst men to have an orgy with, but I suspect that most of my choices (from: O.J., Chris Brown, Howard Stern, Anthony Weiner, the entire male cast of Jersey Shores etc.) would probably find favor with quite a few women… [sigh]
There are many bad cars, there are many ugly cars, there are many cars that turned out to be failures (ahem Ford Edsel), so the competition is strong. However, if you were to poll anyone who knows anything at all about cars and ask them for their top 20 worst small cars aimed at the cost-conscious driver, these five (including variants) would be on everybody’s list. Shitty designs, woeful engineering, crappy materials, zero performance / handling, prone to bursting into flames: these clunkers had them all — proof, as if anyone needed it, that for some people, (low) price is everything.
AMC Gremlin / Pacer
In the case of the Trabi, it remains a monument to how Communism can screw things up: when essentially the same people can produce two totally different cars — i.e. Mercedes/BMW/Porsche/Volkswagen on one side of a Wall, and the Trabant on the other.
Continuing with our “5 Worst” series, we have this crowd of horrible people, a.k.a the Waygood-Otis Nightmare Quintet:
All links (especially the last one) carry a public health service warning. Your nominations in Comments…
Your trip on board the Ocean Princess has ended in disaster and you find yourself alone in a lifeboat with no others in sight. In the boat’s survival kit you find the following, ranked in ascending order of awfulness:
- an empty flare gun
- a coupon for $100 off your next trip on the Ocean Princess
- a blister pack of contraceptive pills
- a tin of boiled lutefisk
- a CD player with fresh batteries, containing “Barry Manilow: The Turkish Bath Years”
Your suggestions on the topic in Comments, please.