A Friendly Warning

To the driver of the car I observed on the highway last night:

Let me guess–you have a wife, maybe a couple of children, but when you went shopping for a new family vehicle and you contemplated purchasing a minivan, something within you screamed, “No! That’s way too domestic!” You’re a rebel, right? You were born to be wild, or something like that. You felt the primal voice within rage against something so bulky and common and uncool as a minivan. And so, to silence that voice, you looked elsewhere.

I know, you still wanted to be hip, to be young, to drive something gruff and manly which recalled wilderness days of the hunter-gatherer lives of men. I understand completely. You’re a stallion, man, and not even a family can tame you down. If you can’t ride a motorcycle, you want everyone to know you would ride one.

But, my friend–and I hate to break this to you, truly I do–I have to say that no amount of Vols, Harley-Davidson, or “Fear This!” stickers, and no, not even the flames painted along her panels, will ever bestow upon your PT Cruiser the title of “cool.”

One thought on “A Friendly Warning

  1. That is too funny…I met a man the other day older than me…pony tail, ear ring, graying gotee, and yes, you guessed it, a flaming pt cruiser! What is up with this?!

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