Admiral, there be whales here!

Or what million dollar stakes earns you in Vegas (besides hookers and blow):  land yachts to take you wherever you want to go.  And, of course, RIGHT BACK TO YOUR FAVORITE CASINO RIGHT HERE, SIR!!!

MGM:  Maybach 6.2
The world’s best Hyundai

I have curtains, you common wench
Common rich dudes will kindly keep their distance

Meanwhile, farther down (up?) the Strip [Ed.: TWSS!]…

If we follow this hot babe, will she show us her blowhole?
Wynn 5? what are #s 1-4?

Pimpin’ Ain’t Easy

1979 Lincoln Continental Mark V
Do they make Rogaine for vinyl roofs?

Your chariot suffers the ravages of time and crack.  All your shit falls off:  roof, exhaust, little black rub strip…

Curb feelers

Welcome to the jungle
Welcome to the jungle

your McMansion in the ‘burbs?  Well, that concept gets revisited too.

ACID FLASHBACK THURSDAY: 1979 Lincoln Versailles

1979 Lincoln Versailles
ooo, la la

In the 70s, everybody was on drugs. Exhibit A: The Ford Maverick/ Ford (no, nobody thinks it’s a fucking Mercedes) Granada/Mercury Monarch/ Lincoln (“pretend it’s completely unrelated”) Versailles. All of these are ultimately based on the ‘60 Falcon. Classy! Who the hell thought this was a better idea? Who would be seen in it while sober?

Alternatively, the 1970s must have been a time of great vision into the future*, an ability just like Saruman or Darth Vader, because that tumor-like bulge in the trunk must surely be covering some 26” dubs (which were not even invented in 1979 – not even in study hall).

*This can be explained, again, by the drugs. How come nobody sold that shit at my school?