Yesterday as I was driving home from F&F, I pulled up at a stop light, and at the corner is this bar with an outdoor area. This stupid ass drunk girl standing near the edge of that area is like,

"That's a Honda S2000! My ex boyfriend used to have one of those! It's so not a Miata! Wait, is that a Miata? NO! My ex boyfriend had an S2000 like that! Hey S2000 guy!!!!"