As someone who battles depression, what would make me happiest right now is for you to die a slow painful death.

I’m somehow still grey, so no one will see this, but a 77 Ranchero GT was my weapon of choice. I babied it around the course for most of the test, dual exhaust rumbling and grumbling. Finally, on the last turn of the test the instructor said, “Come on, drive this thing.” I goosed it a little, made the back end step…

My daily driver is a Lincoln MKT. I am immune to embarrassment.

In a couple years, when this thing depreciates by 80%, I’m in.

Frampton was overlooked as a guitar player because he was a bit of a heartthrob.

2nd on Post Alley and the Pink Door

Yes, perfect. just like that!

please keep posting things like this...it will continue to drive down the prices so that I’ll be able to pick up a sweet 2.7t allroad with a 6mt for $1500.

Convertible + Drive-in movie + clear warm night = awesome.

I have an MKT that’s built on the Flex platform. The fridge rocks.

I daily my boring dream car, a Lincoln MKT. Big & comfortable, it’s perfect for my daily 124 mile round trip commute with my black lab. Great for family road trips, too, with the refrigerator(not a cooler) in the console between the rear seats

TRIGGERED.

When the craigslist ad has only one pic and when you ask for more they tell you to just come look at it. Sorry, but if you’re too lazy to waddle your hillbilly ass out to the driveway and snap a few pics, I’m damn sure not going to get in my car and drive an hour(or more) to come see it.

Exactly. Video entertainment(screens) isn’t going away, either. It will just be consumed in other ways.

Look at telephone land lines. I’m in my 50s and don’t know anyone with one.

I worked for an old German guy on Cape Cod that was in the exact same situation. He owned a repair shop and used to buy old Euro cars “for parts” only to decide it was too nice to part and he would just keep it. Town would tell him to clear his lot and he’d hide his cars all over town. Never wanted to sell one at a…

30 years ago I was a goofy white kid that regularly worked with the Seattle PD. Because I wore a uniform and a sidearm(USCG) they thought I was one of them. I heard enough horrific stories of racism and sexual abuse to learn to never trust a cop. Over the years I shared these stories and was either not believed or…

Calling yourself famous is a bit of a stretch, isn’t it, Michael?

I was with you right up until the polka music nonsense

that’s just something ugly people say