TRADING UP
Maybe now his mom'll want to, too.
(Thanks to golfwidow)
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Maybe now his mom'll want to, too.
(Thanks to golfwidow)
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You Rock Judi
Posted by: Addicted to 24 | April 22, 2005 at 10:04 AM
I live in Seattle and trust me for Skyline this is nothing
Posted by: Addicted to 24 | April 22, 2005 at 10:05 AM
You Rock Judi
Posted by: Addicted to 24 | April 22, 2005 at 10:06 AM
Who buys their teenage son a BMW? Have parents completely lost their minds? A teenage BOY with a car that does 250mph. Maybe she really, really wanted him dead/jailed. He just found a creative way to get arrested.
Posted by: Somewhere North | April 22, 2005 at 10:08 AM
Buster you are SO grounded! No golf for a week!
Posted by: MKJ | April 22, 2005 at 10:09 AM
who has an EXTRA bmw for gods sake?
Posted by: judi | April 22, 2005 at 10:09 AM
can someone say he's got too much time on his hands?? he sounds like a real brat, his mother should trade him in for a better model
Posted by: cubie | April 22, 2005 at 10:14 AM
Another example of how kids are negatively affected by the pop culture. The teen is obviously misguided: the Bentley may be expensive, but a German car has much better handling...
Posted by: MM | April 22, 2005 at 10:15 AM
BMW? H*ll, I would have been happy with anything over the '92 Mercury Tracer STATION WAGON that I had to drive. Yeah, I can totally see why he was upset.
Posted by: lobstersaver | April 22, 2005 at 10:15 AM
judi: His mom does want to trade up, but now that the article's out, she doesn't think she'll get a good price for her son.
Posted by: reneviht | April 22, 2005 at 10:18 AM
Yo mama's so poor, she can't even afford to upgrade the M3 to a Bentley.
Posted by: Sarcasmo | April 22, 2005 at 10:28 AM
Sweet. I got Claired.
Posted by: golfwidow | April 22, 2005 at 10:33 AM
Hey Lobster... that's nothing. I drove a 1976 Audi Fox Station Wagon (I graduated in 1992). My parents bought it used in 78 for my Sister, and then it got handed down thru my other 3 siblings until it got to me. I had to start it like a Cesna. The key no longer worked the ignition at all. I loved that car.
Posted by: Darth Curt | April 22, 2005 at 10:34 AM
Man you people are spoiled ... I didn't have a car AT ALL until I bought my first (a $400 '73 Pontiac LeMans, aka "the land yacht") in 1988 at the age of 27.
'sall relative I guess ...
Posted by: funniegrrl | April 22, 2005 at 10:37 AM
Man you people are spoiled ... I didn't have a car AT ALL until I bought my first (a $400 '73 Pontiac LeMans, aka "the land yacht") in 1988 at the age of 27.
'sall relative I guess ...
Posted by: funniegrrl | April 22, 2005 at 10:38 AM
I had a car. But it didn't run. Had to push it to school. Uphill. Both ways.
Posted by: christofer | April 22, 2005 at 10:39 AM
Car? Sure, it was just a box of razor blades with marbles glued to the bottom, but it was a car to me.
Posted by: Christobol | April 22, 2005 at 10:45 AM
I don't get this. "police are CONSIDERING charges?" How about insurance fraud? How does that sound?
Posted by: Rick | April 22, 2005 at 10:47 AM
Baby Blue '79 Ford Fairmont (in 1994). Heck yes, it was a babe magnet.
Posted by: Sarcasmo | April 22, 2005 at 10:48 AM
Darth,
Touche.
I do have to admit, though, it was always fun trying to merge onto the parkway, only picking up enough speed to putter along after turning off the radio and heater. Plus, I never had to worry about speeding b/c the car really couldn't go much over 50.
Posted by: lobstersaver | April 22, 2005 at 10:51 AM
'55 Ford Crown Vic (the original Crown Vic)in 1965. Her name was Rocinante. (Check your literary references there.) Many "firsts" occured in that car. Wish I still had it.
Posted by: pogo | April 22, 2005 at 10:53 AM
Dark blue '67 Ford Fairlane 500 (in '85). Heck yes, it was a babe magnet (polarity reversed).
Posted by: Christobol | April 22, 2005 at 10:53 AM
Polarity Reversed
*snork* me too c'bol, me too.
Posted by: Sarcasmo | April 22, 2005 at 10:56 AM
"Yo mama's so poor, she has to take the trash IN."
"Yo moma's so poor, she drives a BM"
(man, somebody's moma's gonna kick my a@@)
Posted by: Mr.Fishair | April 22, 2005 at 11:02 AM
"Yo mama's so poor, she drives the Continental GT instead of the Arnage sedan, which is, like $80K more, you know."
Posted by: Christobol | April 22, 2005 at 11:15 AM
Yo mama's so fat, poor, and stupid she sits in an RV on her front lawn nursing a monkey and hanging out with a bunch of reptiles.
Boo-yah.
Posted by: Sarcasmo | April 22, 2005 at 11:15 AM
Also, she's on a hunger strike.
That is all.
Posted by: Sarcasmo | April 22, 2005 at 11:21 AM
Poverty sucks.
Posted by: DougBo | April 22, 2005 at 11:43 AM
Apparently, so does the Monkey.
Posted by: igloo | April 22, 2005 at 12:15 PM
pogo -- COOL car ... Her? name ... I thot Rosinante was male? ... been a long time since I discovered him/her/it ... mebbe Rocinante is the feminine spelling ... (Dang! Did not mean (not knot mein) to get into spell-check mode ... )
It is certainly big-hearted of this kid's mother to let her son have a fancy car ... does that make her a Big Mother? (Or merely a Dumb Mother ...?)
Posted by: U.O | April 22, 2005 at 06:29 PM
First car - in 1973, a 1968 MG B, Brittish racing green - weighed 1,200 lbs, I could push start it by myself - guess how I know?
Posted by: Sondra | April 23, 2005 at 12:35 PM
A '68 Dodge Dart. Rust. And I do mean rust. In the winter I had to let it warm up for 20 minutes or it wouldn't make it off the street.
Posted by: AlanBoss | April 23, 2005 at 09:02 PM
Brainy Jello, I had a B210 (station wagon) too! Only it was my second car (my first being a beat-up Honda that was more bondo than red) and I called it The Burgandy Bomber. The driver's seat was just springs; I had to put a towel over it in the summer so I wouldn't burn the backs of my thighs. When I wore shorts the short-leg would get caught on one of the springs and go SPROINNNNNG! everytime I would get out of it.
Posted by: warcrygirl | April 25, 2005 at 08:01 AM
Awesome site - gotta love yo momma!
Posted by: Yo Momma Jokes | June 26, 2006 at 01:47 PM