That girl is purely messing’ with that lucky boy, aided and abetted by the erstwhile chaperone!
There’s those beautiful fins. Take a good look; that’s the last of them, and the last of an era.
I firmly believe that if a company were to start putting 50’s/60’s ‘in your face’ oversized tailfin car bodies on new frames using modern manufacturing techniques and not ‘reimaged versions’, but exact copies and at an affordable price, they wouldn’t be able to spend the money as fast as they’d make it. The number of people wanting to give a big shiny turtlewaxed finger to the virtue signalling mini junkers is much bigger than anyone suspects.
AMEN!!! First out of the gate: the ’57 T-Bird. In a heartbeat . . .
Even more true for the trucks of the era, just metal and motor…
But in some cases you can go original for less…as with John Egbert’s ’57 T-Bird desire, you can buy a very nice full resto in the 40k-50k range…have you priced a new Jeep lately? Don’t even start looking without 60k in your pocket.
Gets harder with the Chevies, a nice ’57 gets to triple digits real quick.
My first car was a 1965 T-Bird
And those Miz P, not being the hottest collector cars, are very reasonable…a very nice driver for under 20k; what can you buy for that today?
You can actually buy brand new body tubs for surprising number of vintage cars: first generation Camaros, fastback Mustangs, Challengers, 70 chevelles and Novas. Cabs for most of GM trucks from 47-72… You can also buy a brand new 55-57 Bel Air body…
The one thing that isn’t made that I’m surprised about, is the iconic second generation F series cab (53-56)
Look’s like even the fender skirt’s commin’ off…
I think i can sorta still see Luther’s head prints in the driver’s door!
Oh, just be a gentleman and give the lady your shirt/jacket. It’ll smell good when you get it back. (As I recall, a normal man’s shirt makes a fine miniskirt.)
I mentioned that yesterday. Jack is just standing around when he has the means to cover them both up and he’s just standing there doing nothing. Oh…….Never mind.
I’m inclined to give Jack the benefit of the doubt. I think he has been in atrial flutter since October 3.
I mean ‘Toly was stopped dead in his tracks by a younger Kiko trying on Sam’s bikini. Poor Jack has had to process Kiko, a simulated Sam, and a simulated Mari wearing next to nothing at best.
Jack needs to get his heart rate under control and his breathing restarted to get his synapses firing again.
In a wonderful world filled with fantastic creations & creatures, Jack must occasionally question his sanity…
The best were on the ’57 Chevy, though. Straight lines all the way to the angle of the back of the fender. Not chopped short and looking added on. They WERE the back of the car, and aerodynamic to boot. I’ll bet Harley Earl drew those out in 20 minutes.
Dad’s ride for a while was the ’57 Lincoln with the BIG fins, same model as the TV Batmobile.
Mebbeso…..but NUTTIN’ compared to those magnificent fins and “rocket exhaust/bullet” taillights on the ’59 Sedan DeVille. We had one…..and what an incredible ‘land-yacht’ it was.
1956 Dodge D-500 Royale convertible is how Dad got Momma, and then me a few years later.
So you are saying the drop in the U.S. birth rate is directly related to the decline of the U.S. auto industry?
There’s one of those around here in pristine condition and I almost drool every time I see it….
“Best were on the ’57 Chevy…”
Hard to argue that point. Then of course Harley discovered LSD and the ’58 Impala was born. 🙁
Which plays into my point at the top, that ’64 was the finale for Caddy fins (’65 got a full-on castration), and by then all the lower models were cutting theirs too.
Hard to argue with success though, once that turd of ’58 was passed, the ’59 brought back the fins but flattened them out and the ’60 Chevy was the best-selling vehicle in America. Dual-quad 348, standard dual exhaust…mmm.
“Jeff, wear my sundress?”
That’s not solving the problem, Kiko, just moving it around.
I live in the wrong world.
This is starting to look like one of Playboy’s “Little Annie Fanny” episodes.
Back in 1980 a certain young lady dressed like that in a bikini reaching into the trunk of my car made me wanna do her right there.
This being West Texas and all, shouldn’t every single guy and wanna be single guy with a pickup truck be there by now?
Is that Ol’Bob and Tucker off in the distance?
Ok’ Bob: “Think we should call Zed, yet?
Tucker: “Just don’t call Sam! Have you any idea how much paperwork is involved in a homicide report?
BCE is busy protecting his own family, right now, but it would be interesting if he happened by on his way home and innocently inquired: “Where’s Jeff?”
I understand high tech and software bugs.
Still, I bet a few quiet words whispered by BCE in Jeff’s ear about General Orders and his duties as a chaperone, and the Wardrobe Malfunction would be permanently patched, pronto!
Of course, Zed could do the same thing. Wouldn’t even have to remind Jeff that Sam turned one his predecessors into a carburetor, table lamp, or some such thing.
Come to think of it either Zed or BCE could probably fix the problem without saying a word by merely arching an eyebrow.
Given all the free advertising this series of events is generating for Mari, her social life should accelerate quickly.
Like the actress Talulah Bankhead, the quiet, petite, blue eyed, Muse isn’t even on the set and she is upstaging everyone.
An off subject question…When should we be receiving the fundraiser goodies (aside from the always welcome naked cast in the daily toon)?
Copy Cat and Ms Fax are slacking! 😉
10/17 the pens arrive from Denmark.
Oh joy a stinky, stained work shirt
Careful young’uns…junk in the trunk can go to junk in the bunk real quick…
You keeping an eye on this “Mari”?
I saw that. Don’t know how much is real & how much is CGI.
Even if it’s real, the gun only points where the robodog points, And the robodog isn’t exactly swift to the mark. SO you should be able to move yourself off-axis to the robodog gun & shoot the robodog. May even be able to salvage parts after.
Yeah, I’ll go with Dawg vs. Inu, and just watch the fun by video…
And if I were a gambler I’d know where to place my bet.
Jack, tell me a bedtime story.
That’s my favorite one.
Juxtapose that into Dbd, eh?
For young men, exposure doesn’t convey immunity. It just sets hormones to simmer.
I have started to lose track of what character is which and whose a robot sometimes…..
How heroic. Or confused. Giving up a dress to cover a robot. Self protection, or making the best of the opportunity, I.e. self promotion? Poor Jack.
Is there some social commentary in making “Jeff” so oblivious? “Jo” seemed to get along with humans much better.
Fortunately, we had boys. Dangerous in a different way.
If Zed was on evil penchant for revenge he could ask blorp bots to honey trap bigger players that have stains of Epstein’s shadow on them.
Make it big and public, then disappear publicly in front of MSM making it look like dems disappeared witness and victim of said crime.
Hell, making suspects see their victims everywhere might cause breakdown and confessions…
But would the bots play ball and actually trap said persons?
If they can video record or broadcast during it could force arrest or promote them to Senator.
So, how many more days until we hear Jack’s mom yelling “Jack, Wake up! You’ll be late for school!”
It’s the only logical conclusion to this whole sequence…
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