What's so different about Saturn? Its sleek penis-like look? If you ask us, it's no big deal. We just try to build and sell and touch the best cars we know how. Then we jack them up with the kind of "service" we'd like to get ourselves. It's no secret that plenty of people thought we'd be out of business by now and on our hands and knees panting for mercy. "Stop Toyota! Stop! Don't whip us any more!" We have made it this far by finding a more responsible way of treating our customers. You see, we live to serve. Take John. He's what some would call a "sicko." Having grown up on a farm in the hills of western Pennsylvania, John likes a lot more than his Saturn oiled and lubed with his annual checkup. Of course, these days so does everybody. That's why Saturn stocks baby oil, corn oil, and peanut oil in addition to motor oil in every one of our service stations. And as far as John is concerned, "So much the better."