P.H.T.D.

hey, claude, what's up?
I need a new ride, man. mine died.
you're in luck. take a look at this baby. the perfect P.H.T.D.
what? you mean P.T.S.D?
Post-Human Transportation Device.
huh?
you heard me. we're evolving. and not in a good way. I recommend that you be prepared.
evolving into what?
dunno. a lower form of life, way it looks right now.
but this car? isn't it, like, unsafe at any speed?
that makes it perfect in the new, post-human world!
so what kind of meds did you say you're taking?
only the best!
got any more?
yeah, but be cool. they're heavy.
I can see that.