DUDE, WHERE'S MY CAR?
(Thanks to Baron vonKlyff)
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March 24, 2009
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Fathers' Day is coming up, kiddos.
Posted by: Bãrön vønKlýff | March 24, 2009 at 09:14 AM
Thunderbirds are GO!!
Posted by: MacAllen at Division | March 24, 2009 at 09:26 AM
Who's to say that won't fill up with boxes, tools, hardware, gardening materials, and other items to be forgotten for the next thirty years like any other garage?
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | March 24, 2009 at 09:28 AM
How do you get the car out? And you're right Meanie. Give me more storage and I will fill it up.
This would be cool to have though.
Posted by: nursecindy | March 24, 2009 at 09:31 AM
Is that a urinal?
Posted by: Siouxie | March 24, 2009 at 09:35 AM
Better living through old TV cartoons.
Posted by: Braniff | March 24, 2009 at 09:36 AM
my luck it would get stuck partially open.
Posted by: crossgirl | March 24, 2009 at 09:39 AM
I'm just imagining ALL the things that could go wrong with this.
Posted by: Siouxie | March 24, 2009 at 09:41 AM
If the power goes off, is there a hand crank? And how do you talk your wife into all that work while you "supervise"?
Posted by: Steve | March 24, 2009 at 09:53 AM
This is just another sign that you have too much money.
Right, crossgirl (and Siouxie): it's be like those headlights stuck half open.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | March 24, 2009 at 09:55 AM
When I think of headlights half open I think of half bras.
Posted by: Bãrön vønKlýff | March 24, 2009 at 10:01 AM
OTOH, it could be of some value after a fight. Send the hubby to get something in the garage...
*click*
"Honey, I'm stuck! Honey?? HONEY????!!!"
Posted by: Siouxie | March 24, 2009 at 10:01 AM
*made ya look
Posted by: Bãrön vønKlýff | March 24, 2009 at 10:03 AM
What happens if the power goes out?
Posted by: Margaritaville | March 24, 2009 at 10:09 AM
Like Porsches aren't obnoxious enough.
I'm gonna buy a dog and fly it to England just so I can train it to do its bidness on that little patch of grass on top of the garage door. Twice a day until it leaks down onto the Porsche.
Posted by: padraig | March 24, 2009 at 10:11 AM
If I had a Porsche I wouldn't hide it. Unless I was late on the payments.
Posted by: nursecindy | March 24, 2009 at 11:55 AM
This looks like a case for Inspector Flying Fox of the yard.
"Right now. What's all this?"
"Mr. Featherstonehaugh has been missing since the evening of the 16th. And his car is gone, too."
"Have you checked the garage?"
"Ah."
Posted by: Horace LaBadie | March 24, 2009 at 12:07 PM
Blonde joke: "Would you like your porch painted?..."
Posted by: Allen at Division | March 24, 2009 at 12:11 PM
Nice to see you back Allen. You come and go so quickly. On the blog that is.
Posted by: nursecindy | March 24, 2009 at 12:18 PM
cindy, it happens to the best of them. On the blog, that is.
Posted by: Siouxie | March 24, 2009 at 12:31 PM
Crazy Brits, first they drive on the wrong side of the road now they park on the wrong side of the ground.
Posted by: Layzeeboy | March 24, 2009 at 02:46 PM
How convenient and economical. Saves on a separate burial plot.
Posted by: Horace LaBadie | March 24, 2009 at 03:12 PM
Cindy, Siouxie, it's a feature, not a drawback...trust me. As Groucho used to say, "Apart from the improvement, you'll never notice the difference..."
Posted by: Allen at Division | March 24, 2009 at 03:12 PM
You sound just like a man Allen. Annie thinks you're up to something because you've been sweet and not dirty for the past week. Turned over a new leaf?
Posted by: nursecindy | March 24, 2009 at 03:18 PM
Cindy, if it wins points with you and Annie, I'll be anything you want... *S*
As for coming and going *ahem*, sometimes these officious so-and-so's at work expect me to actually work!! I know! Crazy, huh?
Cuddle now?
Posted by: Allen at Division | March 24, 2009 at 03:28 PM
That would never sell here in sunny southern arizona. Rattlesnakes fill up any convenient spaces they find here.
Posted by: azred | March 24, 2009 at 03:29 PM
Wouldn't parking like that be considered driving under the influence of something?
Posted by: Not My Usual Alias | March 24, 2009 at 04:10 PM
That would never work around here in snow, ice, slush, and variably frozen ground:
"The car is stuck again, honey; get the jackhammer and the steam hose."
Posted by: Ralph | March 24, 2009 at 08:25 PM