On second thought, I’ll take the Vette for nine less. Keeerak

I am a product of tobacco advertising. It allowed me to be raised in Manhattan, attend private schools, summer on a 250 acre farm, and live on the Upper Westside and Greenwich Village.

In 1967 I was young enough to be confused, but old enough to love these cars. So when I heard about a new TV show about to be aired called High Chaparral, I was really excited. Then those dreams were smashed on the rocks of reality.

Nice price or crack pipe is irrelevant. As patriotic Jalopniks we must purchase this truck if not actually then in spirit. Why? To prevent it from becoming a jihadi command car. Your country needs you.

Yes There Is. Who is smarter then this guy?

With age comes experience. Experience is the foundation of wisdom. With wisdom comes enlightenment. Now get the fuck of my lawn and I’m keeping the ball. Whippersnapper.

Carmen.

Nope. In 1975 I was dating the hottest Cuban girl in North Jersey. Pretty sure she went on to date Fabio and Dan Marino. Any way, Momma gave her the family Vega so we could go to the Shaw. (NJ speak for shore). Apparently the oil fell out on the Garden state. First time I ever sat in the car and I was ruined. As a man…

With a built in waterfall roof.

This is a first. I have never typed internet jargon on the actual internet. Here goes. “LOL WUT”? Some one needs rehab.

Vin, we will be happy to build you a barn and completely blow your budget for the next 10 years. If on the other hand you want to save money, I suggest you buy a small lot and install a Morton. It’s what I would do because the shoemakers kids go barefoot.

For the kill em cause it costs to much folks I will donate the 25 cents a year or maybe a dime for the folks who consider this a burden.

The death penalty is not punishment. It’s over way to quick. Life in solitary for a 19 year old man is eternity.

Yeah maybe, but I’m on the cusp of 60 and have had quite some time to amass a pile. Moohlah is relative. So is time. I was offered a 356 in 1974 for 600 bucks. I turned it down.

I was 18 in the age of $100 cars and $500 pick ups in the want ads of the penny saver. The minimum wage hovered around a dollar seventy five. This is todays $100 car equivalent. Cheaper then a used quad and can be had for quarter jar money. Nice price.

Repetitive jargon that has no place in the lexicon. Same thing with spot on, unless you are one of Her Majesty’s subjects or spent at least 7 years in a British prison colony, the use of that term, spoken or written is presumptuous at best.

On point. Is that like on fleek? At least it’s not spot on. Sorry I’m feeling curmudgeonly.

As I approach my dotage ,I often imagine chucking the business and buying a Quigley. Then touring down by Americas great rivers...with my fly rod collection. Reality however will be me dropping dead at the building dept counter.

I have the whole McGillicuddy right here for them.

Yeah, but in the good old USA a five thousand dollar car is the perfect starter for little Madison or Amber to crash in their first six months. Nice price.