with gun mounts and bulletproof windows. It has to reflect his macho/militaristic bellicosity, while not neglecting his pimping and polygamistic predilections. And the bling represents his insatiable desire to receive offerings of precious things.
That Dark Matter clip is great. Tha analogy hits the nail square on the head.
It's outdated. It ran things using its rear (rear engine). It killed lots of people who tried to drive it (flaws). People tried to warn about its problems (Ralph Nader).
Model A Ford Has only seats 2 but there is room for more in the rumble seat. Has no headlights to illuminate the way Has solid rubber tires to make sure the trip isn't too comfortable Runs on an extremely explosive fuel Produced on a eternally progressing assembly line Only one color... the wrong one It is ancient and not of much use today except as a reminder of how things once were The rules of the road were made up as life went along Was narrow enough to enter the strait gate etc
It had a myriad of option and could be whatever you wanted it to be AND, if you didn't like what it was, it could be changed with little or no effort. Each person could customize it to their liking. Even with all it's flexibility, it was never very popular.
rattledaysnakes Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > A Chrysler. Remember, God drove Adam and Eve out > of the garden in his Fury!
Well, then that would make god a Plymouth. Even more impressive!
The kind I used to see in the parking lots during the mid-70s. Big, ugly things with bench seats and those flip-out seats in the cargo area. No seat belts, either. For Gawd Awmighty don't need no seat belts. The station wagon is meant to seat six, but in a pinch you can jam 12 to 13 kids in them if you don't mind the fact that it's deadly. (You have to have come of age in the 60s-80s to understand.)
I also envision Gawd like Homer Simpson sees him--large, bright guy with flowing beard, only you never see his face. I see him driving the station wagon with his left arm resting along the top of the open window (in Heaven they drive on the right, because this is how they do it in the US, and we know that Gawd is American, something we've always learned in SS), beard flowing in the wind, greeting people along the road and saying things like "okely-dokely!" What a nice Gawd.
If I were still Mormon, I'd never want to meet Gawd's son, Jebus, for in the Mormon church I learned that Jebus is an asshat hothead who doesn't like you doing stuff. It's "off with your head!" any time you fondle your girlfriend or touch your monkey in the shower. I see him driving a 1-ton, 4WD double-axle pickup with jacked up suspension and those metal testicles hanging on the trailer hitch in back. He also has a license to openly carry a 9mm Glock.