Here's the story behind his ride in his own words.
This is my car. It all started when the hippie who lived in the apartment behind my house lost his car. As in misplaced. When the cops showed up three weeks later to inform him that it was parked on the next block over, he graciously sold it to me for the low, low price of 250 bucks, having bought a new car in the interim. I promptly scraped off the 800 bumper stickers and went to work. First, I took it to Earl Scheib and had it given a heavy coat of "Chocolate Glitter." Then I painted the trim, wheel holes, the dash, steering wheel, and all the other interior with a heavy coat of gold enamel. After that, I spent a week in the garage stenciling the logos on with gold spray paint and gold leaf. A quick top-coat at Earl’s and I was good to go. So far, it’s been a really bad influence on me…whenever people take my picture in it, I just can’t seen to keep my finger out of my nose. And when folks pull up next to me at the stoplight and start revving their engines, I just want to floor it. And sometimes I do.
Happy week people. I'm still incredibly jetlagged but I'll get back on the blogging bus soon.
I can't remember where I found his quote!
4 comments:
that car is off the HOOK!, suzanne u and me gotta go rollin to the fantasy factory with that car
Haha! I would totally roll in this ride. If people wanted to race us, I'd turn on the hydraulics.I don't think it has em, but I believe it would be a fitting addition.
I may have to steal this for Hot Mess Monday.
please do lucinda! :)
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