"My man John Keats said that. John Keats."
A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:
Its loveliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingness; but still will keep
A bower quiet for us, and a sleep
Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.
Etc., etc., etc.
Friday, January 08, 2010
"A thing of beauty is a joy forever."
Posted by FHB at 12:40 PM
Labels: '69 GTO, John Keats
10 comments:
Well, that's a sure-sign that I ain't gonna much longer, 'cause I'm gettin' UGLIER by the day....!!!
Poetry. Shit.
Next thing ya' know, you'll be sittin' there with your lace doilies mumbling quietly to yourself: "Knit ONE, pearl TWO. Knit ONE, pearl TWO. Knit ONE---"......!!!
I ain't gonna LAST much longer, is what my senile brain MEANT to say!
Oh yea you are. Yer too full a piss n vinegar to go anywhere.
Well, when I DO go, it'd sure be nice to go there in that "goat" ya' found up-there!
Love the engine compartment! But I HATE those wheels---that "lo-rider" shit should've went the same way as Cheech-y-Chong! Put a set of Mickey Thompson "fatties" on there, with reverse-welded chrome, or at least somethin' similar to the old "Cragar"-style spokes! And while you're at it, go with side-pipes, as well!
Yeah, I know---"OLD-FART!"
(I'll bet the fella in the vid thinks a "four-barrel" is a fuckin' OBSTACLE-course, too!)
Just like the next-vid in line, of the '69 GTO with the Flowmasters! LOVE those kinda "skins"!
But they STILL need to go with a set of "calf-burners", like those oldies from Thrush. Or make your own outta what's left of a twisted drive-shaft. Now THAT'S a rock-proof set of header-pipes for ya'! Just paint 'em with either WHITE or BLACK hi-temp paint. Made ya' look really "cock" in those days...!
Yea, the low rider stuff is cheesy, but I love the look and the sound. The sound kills me. I don't know about any of the details. Never learned any of the gearhead stuff. I just know what it makes me feel. There's time when I wish I'd grown up with a dad who fixed cars, rather than one who paid other folks to fix 'em. I should have gone to school to learn how to work on a car. Some times I think I still could. But when the fuck would I have the time. Anyway, I'm lookin' for a muscle car, and right now my mind is fixed on an early 70s GTO. I love the real ram air scoops, unlike the fake ones on a new Challenger. We'll see.
I'm gonna start visitin' incognito, dude---I think I scare people away...!
Don't. I needs the company. Otherwise, why the fuck should I show up?
Same reason I'M back here, AGAIN! It's called DESPERATION!!!
Oh---SORRY! It's NOT me---this is my evil twin, O-NURB!
Hey, I really had to THIMK on that one...!
No shit (I can't find that little steaming turd thing any more), I bet you fused a few wires on that one.
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