Hey Joerg, you've got company!!

Jeremy Clarkson, of BBC Top Gear fame, has decided to take over the "I'm-a-too-rich-for-my-own-good" baton from the previously mentioned Joerg Winterberg and run the second leg of the first annual Refund My Supercar Because I'm A Twat relay.

This guy gets his dream car, a brand new Ford GT after (as he claims) 35 years of longing. After running into some issues with the, and this is for real... alarm system, he demands his money back from Ford. After one solid month of ownership Ford not only refunds this guy his money, they also give him a loaner Aston Martin DB9 while he considers whether he wants to keep the car or not.

So, I opine: Jeremy... Jeremy, Jeremy, jeremy... You dumb fuck! Here's a tip: pull the fuse! There's 28 of these things in England. It's not like this thing is going to move like hotcakes on the black market; it ain't no Honda Civic! I'm sure that, with your love of the thing, you'll never let it out of your sight anyway, unless it's in your subterranean autovault overnight! Who the hell would steal it?! Even if, WTF is insurance for?!

And please, don't give me that sob story crap about cars with souls feeling abandoned in the warehouse... You're the type of guy who would euthenize his dog because it broke its leg! Pissant! Oh, aren't you the saint, for not wanting to PROFIT off of your elite purchase... Fine, here's a deal... I wire you the exact amount you paid for the car, and take it off your hands, ok? I'll flip it and use the profits to buy myself a tidy M3.

Jeremy Clarkson, you, sir, are a Prick.