Wednesday, March 16, 2011

From Golden Boy to Racing Boy

My sister insisted that I post these photos because she thinks this is hilarious.

I gave up my previous rental car, Golden Boy, because he had no insurance.  Now I rent Racing Boy - a muscle car that would be every teenage boy's dream.  It is a souped up Hyundai with spoiler, big wheels, and decals.  

The decals say "Racing Boy", include eagles on the doors.

Worst of all; there are Playgirl decals both front and back.  Never in my entire life have I ever had a Playboy or a Playgirl anything, and never dreamed I ever would (feminist that I am)
But now I do.  I would have thought it was embarrassing, but these days I just laugh.  God has a sense of humor.

(Drives fine.  Can take off like a rocket)