Leisure Suits and Gold Chains

1977 Chevrolet Corvette
Crank the bee gees and let your polyester freak flag fly

I’ve got the obligatory Hendrix perm and the inevitable pinhole burns
Now all down the front of my favorite satin shirt
I’ve got nicotine stains on my fingers, I’ve got a silver spoon on a chain
Got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains

Pink Floyd, Nobody Home

It’s the 1970s.  You are a swinging real estate broker with a taste for Popov and an itchy lead foot that you hope can replace your desperate need for Viagra and blow jobs
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Spied in Phoenix

The black blurry thing is some sort of Lamborghini
The black blurry thing is some sort of Lamborghini
Or possibly a Ferrari.  It's so hard to tell, and this was BEFORE the bar.
Or possibly a Ferrari. It’s so hard to tell, and this was BEFORE the bar.

ACID FLASHBACK THURSDAY: Smack My Ass Edition

Best 924 ever
Whoa, it’s like the 80s all over again

This is the Porsche 944, the best iteration of the crappy little 924 that came out in 1977.  In the 80s, these were the shit.  There was a maroon one driven by a regular at the 7-Eleven where I wasted part of my elongated sophomore year.  I saw it up close and personal one night.  I was out on my motorcycle, stopped at a stop sign, and the mofo REAR ENDED ME! Continue reading “ACID FLASHBACK THURSDAY: Smack My Ass Edition”

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Pontiac GTO crash wall
That’ll buff right out

  1. Famous Last Words: Jr. will be right in, after he parks the GTO.
  2. Nothing happened last night, right?  RIGHT?!
  3. To cops:  Why no, officer, I was home all night reading the bible and knitting.
  4. Did you hear something?  Nah, go back to sleep.
  5. Attention all units,be on the look out for a brown Opel Kadett with no headlights.
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