wrinkle free, can't see any rust, full kitchen with head room and sky lights
they did their homework~
you can call~ i'm done with them~ and i might have a few too many family vans, eh ?
there's something so soothing and old fashioned about a split window
MOPAR magic really only happened in the sixties
i like the idea of 318 cubic inch engines sitting in your living room, rumbling with fireplace warmth and glow, kick your feet up and stare at stars through the roof glass or watch the snow fall from culvert ditch sideways slides
i'd like to hire a maid to live within fiberglass hi-tops, to clean and cook and iron my boxers, a small women blessed with efficiency, with hair grey, in pearl white and sea foam blue uniform swaying into hair-pin turns as i scream, hold on, and spin wheels while she, frowns and makes me huckleberry pancakes and bacon
deep from in logging roads toward futures unmilaged