Wednesday, November 9, 2011

They like you very much, but they are not the hell "your" whales.

FWIW, I have no explanation why my life keeps coming back to big Lincolns and Ford wagons.  It certainly must be mere coincidence.  Yeah, that could totally be it.

[caption id="attachment_15783" align="alignnone" width="640"]1970 Ford Country Squire "Don't tell me...you're from outer space." ... "No, I'm from Iowa. I only work in outer space."[/caption]

[caption id="attachment_15785" align="alignnone" width="640"]1977 Lincoln Continental Town Car Let me tell you something. I'm here to bring two humpback whales into the twenty-third century. If I have to, I'll go to the open sea[/caption]

[caption id="attachment_15784" align="alignnone" width="640"]1977 Lincoln Continental Town Car grille I'd much rather have yours. It's better for me. It's better for you. It's better for them. Think about it.[/caption]

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