Signed, the man of tailgating you.

From ‘Butterfly Defect’

I have butterfly system in my stomach. It makes me want to throuph.

Best he watch where he is going.

Lets found up where.

Beats Oh what a feeling

I already found up – just tilted my head back, and there it was!

‘The Men of Going’, the most dangerous organization since ‘The Knights Who Say ‘Ni!’

Go throuph yourself

My other vehicle is a Caterpillar.

Seen on the back of a Chrysalis PT Cruiser.

For a moment I thought it read “Go Trump the limited way”; then this text would suddenly make more sense…

Music for the TV version of this advert excerpted from the famous Giblet & Sullyvan masterpiece opera “Monsieur Butterfly”.

The navigation equipment contains pre-installed directions to the Rainbow System.

Umm … Butt … er … fly?

Dear the man of going his own way,
This is the third time you’ve been reported by the Butterfly system. You were found down. Cease and desist at once.
In the name of the Butterfly system.

Butterfly System is for sissy. Real men go the Dung Beetle System.

@Big Fat Cat: Believe it or not, there are people who are terrified of butterflies.

@Long Tom: I would be scared to death if flies land on my butter.

We have found a new verb tense.
“Let’s found up.” = imperative future past

@Seventy2rd o clock | 6:34 am: Only if your pants are on backwards.

@Droll not Troll | 5:42 pm: Well, it’s a butterfly system.

Why is the other car so close? Because it’s a Fiat Spider!

In my country birth is done in a totally different way, without butterflies.

During the food fight….The butter flies.

Keep your trendy fuel-injectors! Give me a carburetor!