I was on the phone with a friend when I read that, out loud, and we both wanted a garage like that.

How do the topless women survive in the vacuum sealed garage?

A good friend used to be a manager at a PP location. She talked about how careful they are to keep the funds separated so no federal funds are used for abortion. It’s not hard to do with separate accounts.

She says to thunderous applause ...

They serve no real purpose at all ...

After many years of wearing a tie (fortunately also many years ago), I still cannot tie one if I am looking in a mirror. I have to turn away from it and then I can do it just fine.

I sit corrected! I had never seen that before. In the name of John Cleese, may I be absolved of my sin?

Yeah, that does make the Pont (as we called it) look a lot better. My second car was a ‘68 LTD with a black vinyl roof! My grandparents bought it new, and I bought it from my Dad (again). It had A/C!

Only had to replace one fender, when I misjudged a lane change and hit another car. The only thing I could afford on a fast-food worker’s budget was a used fender, and the only one I could find (late ‘70s) was a brown one from a Bonneville. It fit, but the headlights were different and it kind of stood out on the…

Pythonistas forever!

Eh, it was my Dad’s, got it for $200. Just recently looked it up and it had the high-performance 389, with 290 hp, with just a two barrel carbonator. Gave a friend a ride home from work and he wouldn’t believe it was only a two barrel. Made me open the hood and remove the air cleaner so he could see!

Good to know!

A Møøse once bit my sister...

I’ll keep that in mind ... don’t hold your breath as none of us are into older cars.

And I’m not expecting (nor do I want) a 1966 Pontiac Catalina two door ...

So ... all of those limiting factors, and you didn’t figure out any limitation on the having her babies thing?

Yeah ... I love Porsches, and would love to own one, but I don’t see it being one of these. I’m not like Dario Franchitti, with a GT3 RS and an “R” ...

I don’t know if I’m jaded, but I just no longer care about these limited production cars that no one who is even “successful” but not wildly wealthy can afford. Just like I’m out of cares to give to just about any Ferrari when they are such dicks about who can buy their cars.

Or, use extra paper in length, and tie off the extra long ends like they’re big pieces of taffy ...

Same with Ohio. I was used to California, which can read “or”. Our solution: only my name is on all titles now.