Name That Car!

Don't you miss a time when cars were honest about being phallic symbols?
 
In my memory my Daddy is bigger, grander, more beautiful than God.

**** me, how I still miss that man!
 
Apropos of nothing in particular, some song lyrics which popped into my mind after opening this thread:

Everybody knows in the second life
we all come back sooner or later
as anything from a pussycat
to a man-eating alligator

Now you all may think my story
is more fiction than it's fact
but believe it or not my mother dear
decided she'd come back
as a car

She's my very own guiding star
a 1928 Porter;
Yes, that's my mother dear.
She helps me through everything I do
and I'm so glad she's here;
My mother the car ....

-- written from memory

Name that show.
 
Dad knew Billy Vukovich (II) when he hung around the old Kearny Bowl track in Fresno. Billy drove for Aggie Agajanian for a number of years.
 
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My Mother the car. Possibly the worst tv show ever. LOL
 
My Mother the car. Possibly the worst tv show ever. LOL

I hear it once got voted the worst TV show of all time.

Since then though, it may have dropped to the second worst. :lol:

Hard to imagine which piece of shit was worse than My Mother, the Car.
 
My Mother the car. Possibly the worst tv show ever. LOL

I hear it once got voted the worst TV show of all time.

Since then though, it may have dropped to the second worst. :lol:

Hard to imagine which piece of shit was worse than My Mother, the Car.
 

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