For nine years nothing could stop me and my '94 Ford Escort wagon (stick shift), and plenty of things tried, from the out-of-control Oldsmobile that took out his right turn signal lens to gaping floorboard holes under the driver's feet (nothing some sheet metal couldn't fix). But a couple weeks ago, ol' Badtz Maru got the fatal estimate for front end work that just couldn't be justified for such an old car. He was now a vehicle only a mother could love - namely, Mother Wattles, a local car donation charity. I gave them my '84 Tempo back in '96 and they got it back on the road (minus my Cocteau Twins bumper sticker) and into the hands of some needy soul, so maybe Badtz Maru has some miles left in him yet. Nice thing about donating dead cars - unlike dead pets or relatives, you can actually be sure the car is going to a better place. Better than the crusher, anyway.
Sniff! So long pal! Thanks for everything!
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since not owning a car is a pipedream in '06 detroit, what kind of car will you get next?
We're driving a salvaged 98 vw golf currently but my father in law is our mechanic so we just drive whatever he sell us.
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Funnily, we've located the perfect logical replacement – another black, standard trans, four-door hatchback Ford, this time an Aught-3 Focus. My wife's already calling it Badtz Maru II (to which you must always add, "Electric Boogaloo.")
Badtz Maru is dead, long live Badtz Maru II!
Nice! Like they say, "better the devil you know ..."
Quit it with the Breakin II or I'm going to start posting Solarbabies stills again.
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