Well folks, it finally happened. The screen in your pickup truck… your last bastion of peace from the chaos of unskippable advertisements… now plays popup ads. Not even subtle ones. We’re talking full-dash, head-unit-commandeering infomercial panels in your RAM 1500, like you’re driving a Times Square billboard on wheels.
Please think of the CEOs—they need a new yacht for when they’ve flown in on their G4 to the Hamptons and their summer yacht is in San Diego.
How are they gonna pay for all these child sex slaves?!