Fuck em.
Fuck em.
Right? An old Volvo 240 without the long roof is like cake without the frosting.
“When life gives you a lemon, burn that shit down in 36 years.”
Take it apart and if you fail at the clutch fix... whatever. Seems to me you could part it out for at least $1500. The new clutch (if Stage 2) is worth at least $500 alone. The two front fenders would net at least $400. A working sunroof retails for $1000. Even if you have the rest sent to the crusher you won. NP.
I’d like to hear the tale of the engine.
The seller is quite a wordsmith, but no one in their right mind would spend near $10K for grandpa’s old ride.
Shut up. I ain’t crying. Even if I was, I can stop whenever I want. Awesome that this is one of the last experiences Mr. Geddis ever had in his long life. Empathy can grow from suffering. I still ain’t crying that much.
On a dollar-per-pound or cubic foot basis, it’s hard to beat a used domestic minivan.
That Asian Zing flavor is delicious, that’s my only comment on this matter.
“Triggered”?
Put some flags of the banana republic I rule despotically on the front and my personal decoy can drive this around to meet my subjects.
Finally, I get to tell this story.
“It shows the Wrangler, in both two-door and four-door trim, as the most-marked-up car in twenty four states — nearly half the country, for those of you who didn’t ace your fourth-grade geography tests.”
Get out of my head: I came here specifically to name-check Leon and 2 Days In The Valley.
Gays and Black women constitute 95% of the people that seem to find me attractive and will tell me about it.
A hot dog isn't a sandwich, you heretic! Chicago dogs also use unauthorized toppings.
Big thumbs up to Benji’s! If you get out to MI, you need to give Zingerman’s a try (if I’m not mistaken both stock from Sy Ginsberg’s meats) their half Corned Beef/half Pastrami is probably at the top of my list.