I love this. Cue the salesman's music: "Start spreadin' da nooz..."

Less obligatory but more Ann-Margret:

Wait a minute. Same car:

It's a '99. Found a clear shot of the license number:

You paid too much.

Or starring in it.

Oh Good Lord. The Apple was one of the premiere attractions at the 1980 Chicago Film Festival (Golan-Globus must have greased some palms?). I regret to this day that I didn't see it there - it would have been worth seeing the damn movie just to watch the audience of cinephiles reacting to it.

How about with a jeweler's magnifier?

After Googling, I was amused to see the "hell for gay men" wasn't the place where I lost my virginity with my first boyfriend. (I then checked Yelp for that place and it got mostly good reviews, surprisingly.)

Porky's!

The last surviving 314 came to a strange and sad end - in 1951 it was purchased by an eccentric black spiritualist who called himself "Master X". His real name was Jesse Boland, and he was very fond of aircraft - shortly after WWII he bought many surplus planes (including at least one B-17) with the intention of…

So is Elvis's first (wrecked) Stutz still in storage? If not, what's its current status?

In the collection of the late Walter Soplata in Newbury, Ohio. This is the oldest surviving B-36; the Air Force Museum cut it up and sold it for scrap in 1972 because they had one in better shape at their new location. Walter bought up the pieces and sort-of-reassembled the forward fuselage.

And through an Herculean restoration effort, the XP-82 in that photo will soon fly again:

they tried to use THREE Messerschmitt Me-110s as tow rigs in the aptly named "Troikaschlepp" configuration. Sounds safe, doesn't it?

And there's only one in civilian hands (in pieces):

So, has her co-anchor come to her defense yet? Can't believe he kept smiling.

American equivalent: