Hey, guys. Look at your car

...now back to me, now back at your car, now back to me. Sadly, it isn't me. But if it stopped rear-ending other cars if could look like it's me. Look down, back up, where are you? You're cruising down the road in the manliest car ever. What's in your hand, back at me. I have it, it's a car freshener that smells like bacon. Look again, the freshener is now a pair of fuzzy dice that also smell like bacon. Anything is possible when your car has a mustache.