If life gives you the lust for a Lexus with vanity plates that read "Be Urself" from some overpriced motivational seminar that occured the day before your company's million buyout, then you realized you dreamt all this while falling asleep in a bra store waiting for your girlfriend, then turn this 'Lexus December to remember you'll never drive anything but a Yugo,its just a car it's just a fucking car,that goes from A to B who gives a shit and who needs fucking General Schwartzkoff telling you to be URself, into lemonade.