A sexy car man

He pulled up in a red sports car and said, 'I don't need a date, I need a fire extinguisher.'

I saw him at the gas station and immediately got a third-degree burn from his stare.

He texted me, 'Wanna ride? I promise I won't kill you, just maybe your tires.'

He walked into the bar and the whole place shut up like a ziploc bag.

He texted me, 'I'm in the neighborhood. Let's see if your car can handle me.'

He drove by my house and my dog started singing show tunes.

He leaned in my window and I nearly fainted from the smell of his ego.

He sent me a DM: 'I just drove 500 miles. Want me to drive 500 more?'

He walked into the room and my mom said, 'That's not a man. That's a car commercial.'