Ever watch car porn? I have. Here's
some: http://carpr0n.tumblr.com.
Most car owners are just that, owners. Drive to work, drive home,
take kids to soccer, visit Mom at the home. Bleh. Then there are car
lovers. And it's not like they love cars the way someone loves hot
dogs or bunnies, they are car lovers.
Probably better called car-make-lovers. Car fuckers.
I
would be a car fucker but I have no money, so I'm more of a car
voyeur. The cars that I want to make love to cost more than your
house. I promise. But what is so great about a ridiculous, pointy
demon vehicle? I have no answer for you. They are great because they
are, because in a car you become more than just you. You are a
man-machine.
Think
about this, you sing in your car. You sing like you're playing rock
band with no one else, or a video game console. Or you pick your
nose. Or maybe you've changed your clothes. All while thinking that
no one could see you. Because a car is like a cloaking device for
gross and stupid things. This is because you become one body with
your car, on meaty metallic flesh.
If the car you become one with is
this:
I'm sorry.
But if
it's this:
Well, hello Mr. Postman.
I could not find one sexy picture of a Kia. I
found sexier pictures of Margaret Thatcher.
Ramen noodles as head gear was all the rage in those days.
Cheap
cars aren't sexy. They just aren't. They can be fun, they can be
economical, they can be sporty, but they just aren't sexy. And this
is sad. Because I'm a poor bastard. And while I do appreciate my
Dodge Caliber's relative usefulness it does not make me want to rub
my naked body with oil and slide around on its hood.
So I
ask of you, nay, I beg of you Ford, Toyota, Chevrolet and dare I say
Kia: Please, please design a sexy budget ride for those of us who
just want to slide around on an oily bonnet. It's good for the soul.
Help rescue the souls of your people from anticlimactic motoring,
because I know that it is possible to take the kids to school or
visit Mom at the home and still feel sexy and special for the few
moments that you're behind the wheel. It's all some of us have.
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