Halloween Hood Ornaments

The Daily Caller had a little amusing commentary on Joe Scarborough’s (co-host of PMSNBC’s show “Morning Joe”) recent Instagram photo showing him with his 1969 Ford Bronco. I’m not sure which is more frightening, the Bronco, his Izod shirt, the orange pants or his black dress shoes. At least his Bronco is in better shape than my mom’s 1969 Ford Fairlane, which rusted into a pile of debris in the driveway and had to be shoveled into the trash. In 1971.
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Personally, I think he was channeling Hillary and her pumpkin pantsuits, modeled here in front of a sweet 1986 Yugo.
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Don’t think Rachel Madcow doesn’t have a nice, seasonal ride, as well. Wait, is her Pinto on fire?? No, it’s ok. It’s just orange.
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And we know Barack prefers 2-wheelers.

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Of course, none of these clowns can hold a candle to Gruntessa and I when we go out touring in October in the Gruntmobile.
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34 responses to “Halloween Hood Ornaments

  1. solaratov

    Nice wheels, dude. Can I take it for a spin when I come visit?

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  2. Pistol Pete

    You don’t drive a Cobra;you just stare at it.

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  3. chrissythehyphenated

    Worst part of Joe pic … no socks. My brother went through a no socks phase. His shoes got so rank, when he took them off, you could smell them in the next room. ::gag::

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    • cth: “Worst part of Joe pic … no socks.”

      Indeed. I was going to mention that too, but got distracted.

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      • chrissythehyphenated

        If you want to distract CtH, you’ll need something better than automobiles and ugly orange clothing. 🙂

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        • Well, this post leaned more to the disgusting side than to the distracting.

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          • chrissythehyphenated

            I didn’t notice, but then … this is how my scanning of it went: car orange car orange car orange EW NO SOCKS car orange. Not a big fan of anything with a motor (except my sewing machine) and I really dislike orange on anything but vegetables and convicts.

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            • You noticed that the orange clothing was ugly. Did you also notice that all the cars were ugly? Except for the last one. I was trying to mock Joe for his ugly piece-of-junk Bronco. Next time, I’ll just have to go with MORE ugly! 🙂

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              • chrissythehyphenated

                Honestly didn’t look at the cars more than to identify them as motor vehicles therefore of zero interest to moi.

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  4. chrissythehyphenated

    With Grunt posting more often now, we’re 2:1 on the gender thing. Weren’t we going to get a makeover on our frilly background?

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  6. chrissythehyphenated

    Then there are the selfish, wanna-be media whores like “nurse” Kaci Wilcox. If I wasn’t a lady, I’d say what I’m thinking about her.

    FORT KENT, Maine — Gov. Paul LePage said Thursday that talks with nurse Kaci Hickox had broken down and that he is ready to exercise the “full extent” of his authority to force her to adhere to a 21-day quarantine aimed at Ebola health workers.

    His remarks came only hours after Hickox defied an existing “voluntary” quarantine order by going for a bike ride with her boyfriend, Ted Wilbur.

    http://www.usatoday.com/story/news/nation/2014/10/30/ebola-nurse-maine-quarantine/18166889/

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    • I’ve joked that one of the first symptoms of Ebola must be the urge to go around and infect as many people as possible.

      The I read the other day that, in fact, it is documented that early-on, Ebola victims experience “restlessness” and an urge to leave their place of confinement.

      So, it gets in the brain. And, of course, Regressive brains being smaller and easier to modify… (Just kidding?)

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  7. Did anyone ever own a Yugo and put vanity plates on it that said Chavez?

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    • Vanity plates? On a Yugo? That would double its value! 😉

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      • chrissythehyphenated

        ROFLLLL … never knew anyone who owned a Yugo, but my family still talks about the car my bil showed up in for his first date. It had been painted matte black … with a brush. And none too neatly. My father was NOT happy about letting her out in it. Of course, this was before HER first car, which was so rusty, she bought big 60s hippie style peel-and-stick flowers to cover the holes and kind of glue it together a bit.

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        • Yes you do. You know me, and I used to drive this Yugo to work for almost a year. Until I donated it to a mission in Juarez, and now the nuns drive it. I hope it hasn’t exploded yet.

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          • chrissythehyphenated

            It reminds me a lot of the car Dearest had when we got married. A rusty orange (did I mention I hate orange?) Subaru with a black interior (worse and worse) and a terrible heating system. This got worse when the floor on the passenger side totally rusted through. I could’ve dribbled a basketball on the road from the front seat. His “solution” to my being blasted with frigid air was to throw a carpet sample over the hole.

            It helped with the vertigo; seeing the highway rushing past made me car sick. But the cold? Not so much. And I had to remember there wasn’t any floor under the carpet when I got in and out lest I put my foot through the jagged-rusty-edged, no doubt tetanus-infested hole.

            I’ve always had trouble staying warm. I remember more than once when I was a kid, being in tears because my feet were so cold when everyone else thought I was just being a weenie. When we finally had the wherewithal to go car shopping, the ONLY thing I wanted to know was how HOT the heaters would go!

            Oh wait. I forgot. That ugly rusty car also had zero leg room in the back if the front seats were pushed all the way back. And by zero, I mean they nearly touched the back seats. I got stuck on a long trip behind my long-legged to-be-bil and had to sit sideways with my legs in the lap of his to-be-wife. Those two boys are unbelievably lucky we didn’t slap them both silly for that.

            So the ONLY OTHER thing I wanted to know when we were car shopping was if there was any leg room when the front seat was pushed all the way back. I think the car salesman thought I was nuts, but too bad, cuz we got a car I LOVED. It was another Subaru (classy silver with gray interior), a lot of space in the back for luggage and baby equipment, a GREAT HEATER and real leg room in back. It gave us a LOT of good years before we just plumb wore it out. It is the only motor vehicle I’ve ever had positive feelings for. I still miss it.

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