Biatch still won't make you a sanmmich

I presume its route navigator function consists of it screaming "pull over and ask that guy over there" then?

ITS SO CUTE!

I have a nag'o'matic, but this one is better. You can turn it off.

Does it give you head? Oh wait... wife won't do that either. It's such an exact simulation!!

You're going to need SO many goddamn tires for this thing...

They have these crazy farking things in cars now called gas gauges. There's even a light that comes on if you're extra low.

//unfortunately mine was designed by a retard and I can't tell if the marker is for a 1/4 tank or an 1/8

Um, AIDA? Does this mean that the robot will try to get itself buried alive with its traffic camera lover? Because it'd be bad if it tried to do that while you were in the car.

And for a few dollars more, you can get the Mercury Mistress! (new window, may be NSFW)

Wasn't this a Robot Chicken sketch?

So KITT went though a mid-life crisis and had the computerized sex-change procedure Holly pioneered in Red Dwarf?

This will help you drive...



...and this will help with the kids:



"IF YOU DON'T SHUT UP, I SWEAR TO GOD I'LL STOP THIS CAR AND..."

Prussian_Roulette: This will help you drive...



...and this will help with the kids:



"IF YOU DON'T SHUT UP, I SWEAR TO GOD I'LL STOP THIS CAR AND..."

Came for Eve, leaving happy.

In all seriousness, there are a specific group of people who we should never let drive in a car equipped with this thing. Luckily, they're easy enough to test for. Simply put them in a room for five minutes with this picture.



On first sign of an erection, restrict them to cars that can't talk back to you.

/would personally fail above test
//*sproing*
///You have no idea how hard it is to hold half a gallon of moo juice and polish the one-eyed gopher while doing 75 in an eighteen wheeler.

Not a single Knight Rider reference?

Take my robot, please.

Daienden: On first sign of an erection, restrict them to cars that can't talk back to you.

/would personally fail above test
//*sproing*
///You have no idea how hard it is to hold half a gallon of moo juice and polish the one-eyed gopher while doing 75 in an eighteen wheeler.