The Ford Focus "It's like an Air Hostess wearing orange"

Can you ever love a machine? Of course you can. John Connor did. And I love the LFA.

It has dials the size of a fat spaniels face.

On the Porsche Boxster “It couldn't pull a greased stick out of a pig’s bottom.

Much more of a hoot to drive than you might imagine. Think of it if you like, as a librarian with a G-string under her tweed pants. I do, and it helps.

Ferrari 599 GTB Fiorano "There, right in the middle of everything, is a quartic steering wheel. Yup, quartic, as in square, as in Austin Allegro. And worse still, it’s half carbon fibre and half leather, and it’s got all sorts of Formula One-style buttons on the bottom and then, along the top, a series of red lights that come on to tell you when to change gear. Unfortunately they are so bright you think you’ve been caught in the fearsome glare from a Martian spaceship. "So you don’t change gear. You crash."

(On the TukTuk) I think I have cancer now.

So the Porsche Cayman is a Boxster with a roof. They should have called it the Cockster.

"I mean let's be honest about the Bently, it's simply a Volkswagen with some wood grain."

Shut up with all your terrible banter!!!

In a list of the five most rubbish things in the world, I’d have America’s foreign policy at five. Aids at four. Iran’s nuclear programme at three. Gordon Brown at two and Maserati’s gearbox at number one. It is that bad.

...In the world.

Aston Martin Vanquish S "This is the last of the old-school Astons. It was built in the Newport Pagnell factory by men with body odour and hammers, rather than on the computer- controlled production line of the new Gaydon plant. And it shows. The car costs more than any other Aston yet is no quicker; its paddle shift gearbox is hilariously bad and its interior looks glued together from the Ford parts bin. It is the equivalent of opting for a rusty saw and leeches in the age of laser-guided brain surgery. Who is Aston kidding?

I’d like to consider Ferrari as a scaled down version of God.

There are signs directing you away from Birmingham but nothing enticing you in.

You cannot have this car with a diesel. It's like saying, I won't go to Stringfellows tonight, I'll get my mum to give me a lap dance, she's a woman!

The Caterham may only have 250bhp, but you have to remember that it weighs about the same... as a J-cloth.

WHAT A MACHINE!!!!

Speed never killed anyone, suddenly becoming stationary, that's what gets you.

Look at this fellow, he wants to bitch slap his hoe. Why not? Good luck to you fellow.

In resent weeks a craving for nicotine has made me angry with everything, even trees.

Every year, the world's Golf GTI enthusiasts congregate in a field in Austria, and they talk about fuel injection and wear jumpers with "GTI" on them. Frankly I'd rather blow-torch my nipples off.

Motor from a food blender?

Some Poos Come Out

Clarksonisms

Affectionately referred to as Clarksonisms, Top Gear presenter Jeremy Clarkson's quips are the stuff of legends among car enthusiasts...

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