Festiva
What a difference 20 years makes
1990: Beers, Girlfriend, walk, don’t drive, car gets crashed anyway.
2010: Beers, girlfriend, walk don’t drive. Bike to the bar to pick up the car, only to find… Read More
Crash into me
This is what you find when you dig in your closet.
Read more "Crash into me"ACID FLASHBACK THURSDAY: 1988 Ford Festiva L-Plus
Not so stupid after all
now that gas is headed to $3… This is June 1990 at the 8 Barrel ranch. At this point, the Festiva has suffered a critical ass implosion, which is wholly unrelated to 30 foot anacondas. Hence the 70 hp Suzuki Swift to the right. 1988 Festiva L Plus. Plus what? Plus a truck enema. 12/88-6/90 […]
Read more "Not so stupid after all"Oh my god, it will never end…
Stupid Drunken Things Not To Do Many of these are currently considered illegal, and they are all fictional or my name isn’t Dick R. Brettman. “Alcohol, the cause of and solution to all of life’s problems” – H. Simpson I. Drive el Festiva loco to 8 Barrel and Easy E’s pad for a fix-up party […]
Read more "Oh my god, it will never end…"The Smoking Lamp Is Lit
STUPID DRUNKEN THINGS NOT TO DO Drive from Daytona to the gator farm in St. Augustine at ludicrous speed. When it’s time to pass the geezers, drive in the oncoming lane, while 8 Barrel and Phid, driving behind you, pass the same car at the same time, on opposite sides. (Mustang GTs can go off-roading, […]
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