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Hmmm. Can't have any implication of de-nutting going on. Or emissions issues, for that matter, though if I were to be honest...

but no.

Does a vasectomy count? It's not really a de-nutting, as such.

Well, I've had the Big Snip, and I can't say as how I feel de-nutted.


Well spent and obviously well remembered.

We do know a lot of weird stuff, don't we?

bj

Who could forget "In Xanadu, did Kubla Khan / a stately pleasure dome decree"? Or "Look upon my works ye mighty, and despair"? Or "like a painted ship / upon a painted ocean"?
 
Well, I've had the Big Snip, and I can't say as how I feel de-nutted.




Who could forget "In Xanadu, did Kubla Khan / a stately pleasure dome decree"? Or "Look upon my works ye mighty, and despair"? Or "like a painted ship / upon a painted ocean"?

Or "I met a traveler in an antique land/ who said, "Six vast and trunkless legs of stone/ Stand on an anthill..."

bj
 
Well, I dunno, who's still oot and aboot? I'm back from my day of having my knee bent, ground around and shaken and I have to have the screws removed that are doing my knee no favours; and likely a cortisone shot. It could get worse, next month I'll find out if the anesthesiologist wants to deal with me or if I'm off to high-risk-patient-land. <le sigh>

I'll be reading the other threads now :kiss:.
 
Or "I met a traveler in an antique land/ who said, "Six vast and trunkless legs of stone/ Stand on an anthill..."

bj

Hey, wait a minute...Wasn't that Monty Python?...

We'll turn you into a propa gansta yet, dollface.

I'll think of some tales in a bit; it was a somewhat more dramatic weekend than I had expected, and the tales differ from the usual. But meanwhile, I know there are some 'car people' in here and I need advice on a compliment I'm trying to construct, cause I don't know from cars.

I need a metaphorical car that looks muscular, looks tough and sorta thick and basic, not some fruity low-slung Italian sportscar, but a good solid frame. But it's a car that could perform like a motherfucker, like a Lamborghini, if you decided to take it up a mountain road and around some serious hairpin turns.

The one I want to compliment is no little skinny sportscar. He's a nice big strong muscle car. But on a wild mountain road at 120 mph, he can hug the turns and stick to the road like a Ghia. Kicks ass in the straightaway, too. He could take anybody out in the quarter mile.

So what car expresses that, you cool car people?

bj

Wait a minute. Camaro? Firebird? DeTomaso? Have we all lost our minds? THIS is THE car that fits what you are looking for...
The 1969 Corvette. Could there be anything else? Sometimes the obvious gets overlooked. This wasn't just a car, it WAS a metaphor.

http://i277.photobucket.com/albums/kk67/freddheadpix/1971Vette.jpg
 
Sometimes the simple fact that we live on an enormous ball just blows me away. But then I did a lot of acid in the 60's, so maybe it's just a flashback.

bj

Hmmm, and how old would you have been then, in the Sixties? Two or three? Four, maybe? Or maybe you are flashing back to someone else's Sixties? Maybe Jimmy Page's.

EDIT: Am watching The Big Sleep again. God, Dorothy Malone does a sexy turn in that film?
 
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nice penis.

I remember being in SF in about '72 and seeing a guy cruising down Haight Street, too suntanned, RayBan Aviators, black hair slicked back and shiny, Hawaiian shirt, top down; he stops at a light, radio playing Beach Boys just a little too loud, and three hippie chicks yell at him, "Hey Man, sorry about your penis!!"

I did say it WAS a metaphor, didn't I?

You could say some pretty foul things about this car, but it COULD go fast and handle a little like a sports car.

Isn't that what BJ was looking for?



Pretty much the same car... but TEHO, and nobody said anything about stock...

Pfffffft!

Street dragster. Useless on mountain switchbacks.

And besides, BJ's in Kansas. Mountain switchbacks? If that street dragster wasn't made for Kansas, it might as well not have been made. That and getting chicks.
 
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Pretty much the same car... but TEHO, and nobody said anything about stock...

Oh, certainly the same basic car, thus the F-body comment. I was just criticising Chevy for going cheap on the meats, and for tuning the suspension, so far as I can tell, for drag and burnouts. Ludicrous. The only reason why the Z28 had a chance against a T/A was the T/A had more weight due to the (stupid) body kit and T-Tops. The Formula was all around a better choice as it had the same drivretrain options as the T/A and no body kit. If you get into the Firehawk SLP it gets even more lopsided.

NOTE: I am NOT a Firebird fan, nor even a GM fan. I'm just grumpy at Chevy for the choices made on the Camaro in that era. Bastards.

The Camaro is a pony car, period. That means a combination of power, moderate size/weight, AND reasonable handling. While Ford may have criminally underpowered the Mustangs in that period, at least they had a handle on steering and brakes that helped to make up for it. The Z28 was over-powered for both brakes and suspension, due entirely to design choices on the part of Chevy. This meant that the overall best choice in pony cars around that time became the firebird. At least in my opinion, and based on having driven each of them during that time frame.

Admittedly, I mentioned the NHRA edition Formula, and the Firehawk SLP. To be fair, the SVT Cobra should be included if those are part of the discussion. And later Z28's got better. The last year or so they stopped putting such shite meats on the rims, and the suspension was better set up. Too little, too late, unfortunately.

I'm not terribly sure about the new design. I'm glad to see it, as there should not be a world in which Chevy has no Camaro and Pontiac has no Firebird, but I'm not sure about the economics of pony cars in this day and age.

Aaaaaaaaaand I'm rambling on about cars. Sorry.

Final NOTE: For full disclosure, I'm a Mustang Guy. I've owned, oh, three or four, including a '66 and a '71. The 66' was this great garage kept unrestored ride, and was a cheerful little around-town daily-driver that viv used to push. The straight six ran like a top, and the C-4 trans was as smooth as you could ask for a ride that was, at the time, some thirty years old. My '71 was my favourite though. Only a 302, but it had the FMX trans. Crap for light to light performance, but she ate up the highway. Surprisingly good gas mileage too, around 24MPG highway. Not bad for a naturally aspirated 25 year old beater.

Mustang guy or not, there is no denying that the F-body was dominant during the mid to late 90's, no question.
 
Hey, wait a minute...Wasn't that Monty Python?...

Busted. I even put the link in. I was hoping to ferret out the true Python fans around here.


Wait a minute. Camaro? Firebird? DeTomaso? Have we all lost our minds? THIS is THE car that fits what you are looking for...
The 1969 Corvette. Could there be anything else? Sometimes the obvious gets overlooked. This wasn't just a car, it WAS a metaphor.


nice penis.

Bwah!

Hmmm, and how old would you have been then, in the Sixties? Two or three? Four, maybe? Or maybe you are flashing back to someone else's Sixties? Maybe Jimmy Page's.

EDIT: Am watching The Big Sleep again. God, Dorothy Malone does a sexy turn in that film?

O my god you're so right. She gets so obscured by Bacall, but man, she's just a caution in that. "You're ..... Cute....."

And as to the age thing, yeah, well, I had a weird childhood.



I did say it WAS a metaphor, didn't I?

You could say some pretty foul things about this car, but it COULD go fast and handle a little like a sports car.

Isn't that what BJ was looking for?


And besides, BJ's in Kansas. Mountain switchbacks? If that street dragster wasn't made for Kansas, it might as well not have been made. That and getting chicks.

We have metaphorical mountain switchbacks in Kansas. I'm responsible for a few. The backstory is unimportant; I'm just trying to properly compliment someone. But I love that I got y'all talking about cars. And penises.

gmorning all! or whatever time it is in your reality.

bj
 
Busted. I even put the link in. I was hoping to ferret out the true Python fans around here.

bj

Did someone say FERRET?

I've got a ferret sticking up my nose
How it got there I can't tell
But now it's there it hurts like hell
And what is more it radically affects
My sense of smell
I can see a bare-bottomed mandrill
Slyly eyeing his upper nostril
If he jumps inside there too
I really won't know what to do
I'll be a proud possessor of a kind of nasal zoo
A nasal zoo
I've got a ferret sticking up my nose
And what is worse it constantly explodes
Ferrets don't explode you say
But it happened nine times yesterday
And I should know 'cause each time
I was standing in the way
I've got a ferret sticking up my nose
 
Man, Cheffalove, that is obscure! You must be a true fan.

I counter with this.

bj

More than a true fan. I have the entire series on DVD's, plus Fawlty Towers. I am an extreme John Cleese fan. And, my son met Michael Palin when he was in northwest China doing one of his wonderful travelogue series' for PBS. Palin came into the club where he was playing and was amazed to find an American musician in an American-style night club nine hundred miles west of Beijing. They drank and talked for hours. Very cool.

It's Python from whom I have achieved my philosophy of life:
 
And I want all you guys and gals out there to bow down to my expertise in the area of hot cars, and hot cars that are metaphors for other things.
Here, forthwith, is the last word, which will establish, beyond any reasonable doubt, just why I am such an expert on hot, sexy cars.
 
I cut down trees, I skip and jump,
I like to press wild flowers.
I put on women's clothing,
And hang around in bars.

Mounties: He cuts down trees, he skips and jumps,
He likes to press wild flowers.
He puts on women's clothing,
And hangs around in bars.

Chorus: He's a lumberjack and he's okay,
He sleeps all night and he works all day.

I cut down trees, I wear high heels,
Suspendies and a bra.
I wish I'd been a girlie,
Just like my dear pappa.


At Ron's cousins funeral as filed out of church they played .........Always look on the bright side of life.......
 
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