This is embarrassing but I had yet another celebrity infested dream. I am not one given to royalty worship but yet I have these dreams where they show up. When they are very vivid and funny I have to share. Here is the latest one:
I'm in a garage admiring a 1978 Ford Pinto. You know one of the last models and it had that one with the garish grillwork. It as in perfect condition and all polished up. The interior was perfect. It was one marvelous Pinto. In walks David Spade:
David starts talking about how he's kept the car all these years since it was new because he doesn't want to let go of his childhood. He goes on to say its a really great car and that it has a killer boom box in it. He pulls out a chrome plated speaker box and shows me.
I'm duly impressed by his nostalgia and launch into how its nostalgic for me as my dead mother drove a Ford Pinto. Of course I comment on how "down to earth he is for a hollywood type".
When we're done talking David's sister meets us in the garage and says "You're driving right ?!" ….like she was excited to be rolling in the Pinto. I was excited too because Dave's sister was cute and we could ride in the back while Dave chauffeured us.
Yes Ford Pinto. You remember it? If you drove it over 70 the windows would roll themselves down.
**As a FootNote: In Brazil they use the word "pinto" as slang for penis. Thus if you own one you are driving a Ford Penis.
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I had a Pinto runabout for 6 years; it is not true the windows rolled themselves down at any speed.