Friday, April 8, 2011

Darth Cobra and Luke 5.0walker

1974 Mustang: Come to the dark side, 5.0.

2011 Mustang: I'll never join you! You killed my father!

1974: No, 5.0. I AM your father.

2011: No... that's not true... that's IMPOSSIBLE!

1974: Search your feelings; you know it to be true.

2011: N - *pause* Well, actually... no. Really. We have absolutely no relation, since you're based on the Pinto and I have my own bespoke platform.

1974: No, no, no, dear son. I was built to bring back the spirit of our forefather, the 1965. Ever since the 1967, we had been getting larger and larger. I took it upon myself to solve that problem, and if that required me to go to *ahem* somewhat demeaning lengths to do so, that would be my mission!

2011: But you forgot the V8. That's sort of important, and why Cousin Probe didn't kill off our entire family line.

1974: Ah, Cousin Probe. You and I both know that we agreed not to talk about that... unpleasant incident. Do you remember what the agreed penalty was?

2011: *stammering* That the next guy who talked about it got a 2.2L swap?

1974: Yes. Thankfully, you're not the first. The guy who said it last was already a 2.2 dirt-track car, so we didn't feel the need to downgrade him further. But this is off-topic. Anyway, I AM YOUR FATHER!

2011: I think you settled that yourself when you said that the 1965 was our forefather.

1974: Shoot.

2011: I thought so. Let's go have some gasoline. Will you take 87 or 89, and with lead or without?

1974: 87 octane, with lead. Oh, thank you! This is nice stuff. Is it that Shell nitrogen stuff?

2011: Nope, it's 100% gas. No E10 for us!

*at this point, both 1974 and 2011 drive off, with 1974 and 2011 poking fun at each other's 2.73.1 axle and California smog equipment, respectively*

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