Monday, April 15, 2013

Those were the days

Ah, the era of the muscle car. If I knew then what I know now, I'd have worked like a dog after school and during summers and put every dime into buying some of these things and just put them up on blocks. Today, my retirement would have been secure.

And speaking of retirement, Florida is looking more and more like a very remote possibility.

9 comments:

kc said...

Yippee...as if I didn't dislike this place enough already...

And you should see the size of the slug my best friend found on her sliding door yesterday...

...I hate Florida...

SwampWoman said...

I understand that they're pretty tasty cooked up in butter and garlic.

SwampWoman said...

If you want to see giant slugs, go to Oregon and Washington! (We used to have tons of fun with saltshakers there.)

I wonder if you can salt giant snails to death, too?

Spiny Norman said...

Isn't Florida one of those places where a 12-pack and a bug zapper make a fine evening's entertainment?

Anonymous said...

Anonymous 1 says:

Everyone to SwampWoman's house for snail steaks!

rinardman said...

I think I would be more worried about the giant mosquitos.

mojo said...

My neighbor had a Chevelle SS, and they're right - it was a beast.

Fast as hell, terrible gas mileage - but who cared? Gas was 35 cents a gallon.

mojo said...

Hey - where did Wron leave the TARDIS?

Paco said...

I hope Wron didn't leave the thing sitting somewhere with the keys in the ignition.