As Force India passes McLaren in the WDC, they roll down the window and ask: “Old chap, How do you get this Rambler ouuut offf second gear???!!!”
Plug your noses and cash those checks, I guess, guys!
GRO-GRO’s gotta hold onto this feeling as long as he can. Kimi’s gonna work his Abu Dhabi magic again, right? Unless Romain really does rock the enchanted flip-flops! Gasp!
Funky boss, funky boss, funky boss, funky boss. . . . GET OFF MY BACK! Fine! I’ll let fucking Grosjean and his fucking new tyres by. Hey, how ’bout I let Perez by, too? GET OFF MY BACK!
Bernie to all drivers from Russia: “If you are so able to, you can do it!”
(I’m assuming that everyone in F1 (except for Mercedes) has phones that are so technologically advanced that they can handle four-minute videos as a ringtone.)
In fairness, I bet this is Bernie’s ringtone for A LOT of people and places.
I couldn’t find a song titled “I Know What Side My Bread’s Buttered On” or “I’m Not Fucking Stupid (I Need That Russian Money Bad Blues)” or “Have You Seen Petra’s Fucking Mortgage Payments?”.