April 22, 2014
In the Spring a young man’s fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love. – Alfred Lord Tennyson
All human males were as fascinated with cars as they were with breasts. – Anita Clenney
You don’t know the half of it. – Mr. Blog.
*Sigh* Aren’t you glad you subscribe to this blog?
Anyway, this really is a touching story, somehow, I think. Consider other tales of man/car love: Michael Knight and KITT, Al Bundy and his Dodge, the Duke boys and the General Lee. In not one of those cases did the car reciprocate. Bo and Luke never got flowers from their car, no matter how nicely they polished the bumpers. But this guy? “When I hold Vanilla [his special lovemobile] in my arms there’s a powerful energy that comes from her in response to that…” Really? Somehow I doubt that. Personally, I think he’s inhaled too much exhaust.
How will Cinnamon and Splash, his spurned lovers, deal with this?
The question is Imponderable.
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Mr. Blog's Tepid Ride 
This is scary because I think the headline is to be taken literally. Check this out: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mechanophilia
Gives new meaning to the term “moving violation.”
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In this man’s mind it is love but since the cars can’t give consent I say it is car-rape.
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Unless the car is Christine, but informed consent in that case is an even scarier thought.
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Interestingly, this man makes no distinction in car gender. Are they all female, or is that irrelevant since they are cars?
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Don’t confuse me! I still haven’t figured out how you consummate your relationship with a car!
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