Now everywhere I turn people point fingers, turn away, or cry in horror. I've never seen Santa, nor do ladies find me particularly attractive. Rarely do I see the direct sunlight of day, for I am apparently shunned. My owner fixed it for me to have all the bits and pieces that he liked, without asking anyone over the age of 12 whether this spanger part and that was a good idea or not. I have to work my guts out just to haul my owners five hundred plus kilo's of entertainment around the place.
I am however, very, very familiar with the local McDonalds car park.
What am I ?
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