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Sighing, she turns towards the camera van parked behind the metallic purple hotrod. “Someone’s going to have to set up a camera in there for him.” She says as one of the camera guys walks over. “Careful though, he’s in a bit of a foul mood.” On your defense of Coe’s self-promotion, that’s all fine and dandy. Coe released his first album in 1969, so his career existed long before “this day and age,” so theoretically he had no need to self-promote (assuming that the rules have changed in some substantial way). In fact, in this day and age, I’d say that he’s laid off of his self-promotion a bit. Regardless, he has some great music, no matter how much I choose to criticize his personality. David Allan Coe, the biggest self-promoter in country music history, doesn’t pander to anyone? That’s news to me. Well, it’s a very good point, and I did give it a great deal of thought.” James says. “That I decided that I… I can deal with it.” Pulling up behind the Crosley, she watches as James makes his way over, and opens the driver's door before she even gets the chance to.

In truth though, Lizzy isn’t exactly the fondest of having to be the one to drive this car. It looks terrible, and the ride is horrible. She’d quite honestly be happy to not have to drive the damn thing. The only thing it has going for it compared to the Crosley is the fact that it doesn’t have a high speed of 38mph.

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Hold on a second man, keep it forever? You're so bold. I mean, I don't know if I want to get into this after all And my trademark is to call country stars out when they start acting like douchebags. And that”™s what makes the world go ”™round.”

Well that she won’t deny. But she just knows that later on James is going to be complaining about driving Titties ‘n’ Beer…. Originally recorded by the Country Music Grimmace Colt Ford, “Titty’s Beer” is an ode to idiocracy and a battle hymn for the forces of misogynistic cultural reduction. The premise doesn’t even make sense, but you can see some oaf going, “Well hell. I like titties, and I like beer, so….”And no folks, this isn’t some buried album cut from the once high flying country duo, this song has its own video and is being pushed hard to the teeming masses. The 26-year-old model — who is famous for being a Tom Brady superfan — made the racy revelation on a recent episode of the podcast “Pillow Talk.” FZ: Titties and beer, titties and beer, titties and beer, titties and beer, titties and beer, titties and beer, titties and beer, titties and beer Terry: Wait a minute . . . a tinge of doubt crosses my mind when you say that you want to make a deal with meAnd for what it’s worth, I did mention in my 4th of July Live Blog from Willie’s Picnic that David Allan Coe shot the crowd the double bird. Well… I don’t want to be rude, old chap.” Richard says. “But you’re making a complete hash of this, aren’t you?” As setting up a camera in the Titties ‘n’ Beer car is being taken care of, she gives Wilman a call to tell him what’s going on. Whether he’s going to relay the news to Jeremy and Richard, she doesn’t know. FZ: Well I'm gonna make it easy on you, I mean since this is England and everything we don't wanna trundle this thing into the ground, you know. Real simple: all I want is titties and beer. Titties and beer, titties and beer, titties and beer, titties and beer, titties and beer, titties and beer, titties and beer, titties and beer May however surely wins the award for the worst car on the special. He chose a 1947 Crosley CC Convertible, a model that was actually one of the first mass-produced slab-sided cars in history. Under the hood of his CC was a 700cc engine, limiting May’s top speed on highways to around 40 mph. Crosley was the brainchild of Powel Crosley Jr. of Cincinnati, Ohio. He believed that cars had become too big and cumbersome, even as early as the 1940s, which was incredibly forward-thinking.

You’re right about Montgomery Gentry having “never been a good band.” They’re a DUO; slight fundamental difference, there. And their music has always been DECENT, if not necessarily great (though they’ve had moments of greatness in the past. “Titty’s Beer” certainly isn’t on of them).

The setup kind of sounds like the 2004 comedy EuroTrip, but with cars. The trio of presenters is on a 1,400-mile adventure through some of the most picturesque locations Eastern Europe has to offer, going through Poland, Slovakia, Hungary, and Slovenia.