I frequently think about car names...don't ask why, I just do. But I don't think about them because I like them...I think about them because I want to change them. Here are some cars I'd like to see on the road:
Chevrolet Slut
Ford Fool
Dodge Dolt
Buick Bastard
Nissan Nazi
Toyota Tramp
Porche Potato
Kia KaFlubbalot
I've also considered that it would be fun to have the power to snap my fingers and change all brand names to a new name of my choice. For example, I might change the Chevrolet brand to the Melish brand. If I were to change both the brand and the model, I could transform the mighty Chevrolet Corvette into the Melish GaSqueenk. Or, I could rebrand Nissan into Blup. And I might change the 350Z model into the L½. So, how very cool would it be to drive up to the party in your brand new Blup L½? Not very.
If would be different, of course, if I were to successfully open Geezer (I wrote about it yesterday). Then, it would be über-cool to drive up in the Melish GaSqueenk or Blup L½; doubly so if they were older models with faded paint, bumper stickers sporting peace messages, and words of wisdom from the likes of Hunter S. Thompson and Allen Ginsberg.
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