What on earth is that shite?

That BMW presumptively post strangers' gobs around blogs is a "fucking liberty" (a la Catherine Tate's foul-mouthed gran).

It looks like a happy scrap book. And since I gave up pasting into a scrap book before I was 11 years old I'm not happy. Does driving a BMW make the sunshine and instantaneously give you a large brood of extended family members? If that's the message they subliminally wish to convey, believe me, those pop-up, nuisance, family members will all be begging lifts from a car that can never be serviced efficiently because the manufacturers don't understand it.

"Joy is not BMW" believe me.

"Happiness is a warm gun!"