We had a roadtrip to south Georgia this weekend. I mean, way south.
Allright, allright, hold it down, already!
This goofy Ford dealer comes on TV for a commercial. Couldn't quite catch
the name and location, but I believe it was a South Carolina dealer, and
the city may have been Bluffton(?). His son or somebody is on a backhoe.
Camera pans over the lot. Excursions, and what not. Then there is this
beautiful, shining, waxed, bright red Audi 200 on the car lot, just sitting
there peaceably. The goob on the backhoe revs the diesel up and takes a
claw at the roof of the 200!!!! While the announcer is whining, "We rip the
roof of prices . . . " The teeth on the bucket crash through the back glass
of the 200 and the operator pulls it toward him. The poor roof tries to
hold, but is crumpled in an instant and mashed up to the hood, along with
most of the interior. A 200 20v convertible. Uh, make that no convertible,
its a permanent roofless. Goob son is sitting there on the backhoe with
this crazy idiot look on his face cackling away, kinda like, "Huck, huck,
huck . . ." My mouth drops open and I start yelling for my wife to run in
from the kitchen and look at this crap. My little two year old daughter was
sitting in my lap and looked up at me, she knew I was upset. She says, "It
broken, Dadddy, he broken." I just started at the TV screen dumbfounded.
HK
This is not b.s.