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I was messing around on Amazon and started going through my garage to clean up some cars I don't have or work on any more and came across this review. It gave me a good laugh, and I hope you guys enjoy it also (it's a copy and paste):
Outlasted two marriages with a lot fewer headaches and still going strong!!!
I lived in Illinois when my Dodge Ram 1500 rolled into my life as a year old filly with about 20,000 miles of experience. I can still feel my heart racing when she caught my eye, one look was all it took. I wanted to take her right then and there. Mindful of an unwanted peppering from a shotgun, however, I asked her guardian if she was taken. A precocious grin quickly splattered my face upon learning that she was not yet promised to another suitor. I gathered my composure as I walked over to introduce myself, hiding my thoughts as I knew then and there that I would make her mine. Man she looked beautiful wearing that brilliant blue metallic trimmed in chrome and gray! I spoke her name as I admired her beauty, Laramie SLT rolled off my tongue as I wetted my lips in anticipation. Her short frame and extended caboose gave her the look of a champion thoroughbred. I suspected she was a Southern belle as I noted the lack of rust on her underside; I patted myself on being a man with a good eye when I was informed of her Texas heritage. Another minute and I would have made the connection from her Lone Star aluminum rims reflecting the heat of the moment. I mounted her softly and she came to life for me when I stroked her ignition ever so gently, her 5.9 liter Magnum V8 thumping every bone in my body with her purrs, I revved the engine to drown out the cries of pleasure emanating from my throat. My mind was made up, no further persuasion necessary. Sure, I could have played with her a little more, take her out for a spin, come back the next day for another tease, and so forth, but I was raised Christian and brought up to always be a gentleman. Consequently, I tied the knot right then and there. I had to have my new found belle with me as a permanent part of my life. So that's where our story began some 18 odd years ago. You know the saying, time flies. It's been a long ride (recently celebrating our 200,000 mile jubilee) but most of it has been the ups in road as opposed to downs. And since I am graying faster than she is, I don't notice the years on her. Most importantly, I'm still grinning and she's still purring. I think I am in the mood to head out now and stroke her ignition once again (Ain't I terrible! lol) [For full disclosure, I wanted to give her 4 and a 1/2 stars as she does have expensive tastes in gasoline (about 12 mpg, and yes you read correctly!) but all things considered, I'll forgive her that fault.]
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Outlasted two marriages with a lot fewer headaches and still going strong!!!
I lived in Illinois when my Dodge Ram 1500 rolled into my life as a year old filly with about 20,000 miles of experience. I can still feel my heart racing when she caught my eye, one look was all it took. I wanted to take her right then and there. Mindful of an unwanted peppering from a shotgun, however, I asked her guardian if she was taken. A precocious grin quickly splattered my face upon learning that she was not yet promised to another suitor. I gathered my composure as I walked over to introduce myself, hiding my thoughts as I knew then and there that I would make her mine. Man she looked beautiful wearing that brilliant blue metallic trimmed in chrome and gray! I spoke her name as I admired her beauty, Laramie SLT rolled off my tongue as I wetted my lips in anticipation. Her short frame and extended caboose gave her the look of a champion thoroughbred. I suspected she was a Southern belle as I noted the lack of rust on her underside; I patted myself on being a man with a good eye when I was informed of her Texas heritage. Another minute and I would have made the connection from her Lone Star aluminum rims reflecting the heat of the moment. I mounted her softly and she came to life for me when I stroked her ignition ever so gently, her 5.9 liter Magnum V8 thumping every bone in my body with her purrs, I revved the engine to drown out the cries of pleasure emanating from my throat. My mind was made up, no further persuasion necessary. Sure, I could have played with her a little more, take her out for a spin, come back the next day for another tease, and so forth, but I was raised Christian and brought up to always be a gentleman. Consequently, I tied the knot right then and there. I had to have my new found belle with me as a permanent part of my life. So that's where our story began some 18 odd years ago. You know the saying, time flies. It's been a long ride (recently celebrating our 200,000 mile jubilee) but most of it has been the ups in road as opposed to downs. And since I am graying faster than she is, I don't notice the years on her. Most importantly, I'm still grinning and she's still purring. I think I am in the mood to head out now and stroke her ignition once again (Ain't I terrible! lol) [For full disclosure, I wanted to give her 4 and a 1/2 stars as she does have expensive tastes in gasoline (about 12 mpg, and yes you read correctly!) but all things considered, I'll forgive her that fault.]
