To the cougar in the red Porsche Cayenne:
Look, you’ve been holding up traffic for an half hour now, driving 50 in the fast lane on the expressway whilst trowelling on makeup.
it ain’t helping. You still look like a monkey. Look, if you want to molest a teenaged boy, the porsche will probably be adequate bait. Stiffler’s mom you will never be, and if you’re looking to play with the wobbly bits of the barely postpubescent you’ll find that some will be willing no matter what you look like.
And get the fuck off the highway.
Porsche Cayenne: The answer to a question nobody asked.
As a Porschephile, the Cayenne makes me sad.
I don’t dispute that it made economic sense.
I don’t dispute that it is the frickin’ pinnacle of mostly-road-use SUVs.
But prior to the Cayenne, Porsche was the only Purely Sports Car company in the big leagues. Even Ferrari made saloons, and Lambo got their start in lawn tractors and industrial HVAC equipment.
True Story: Back in the days when one had to pass an interview with il Commendatore to purchase one of his roadgoing automobiles, which he only soiled his hands with to generate funds for his racing team, one Italian industrial magnate got rejected for his purchase by Enzo as an ill-bred parvenue and thus not worthy of owning a prancing horse. Thus rejected, Ferruccio Lamborghini said “Screw you! I’ll start my own sports car company!” And so he did…
When I was in Africa I saw a Fiat bulldozer, about eight feet long.
Not running, of course.
(Speaking of shooting brakes… http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:BMW-Z3-Coup%C3%A9.jpg ) :)
Ooh, that is nice, in the typical car-made-ugly-to-serve-a-purpose way. I like it a bunch.
Og, you sound bitter.
Fiat still owns case new holland. And I hate the panamera too. And I own a 911. Its old, and I blew the motor up. So I’m bitter about those Krauts in Zuffenhausen.
Sorry Og gotta ease up on that Starke County crystal.
LOL! N5. Still got that busted old 911?