Farewell, old friend. You have served me well. But now it's time for some new blood. RED blood. Blood that gets my heart to pumping. Do you blame me?
I didn't think you would. Take a look at my new pal. A 2016 GMC Acadia! That's him. My very own. Well. Mine and the bank's, to be exact. But I own more than half! Hick took this photo tonight at the dealer. They had just bathed my beauty and parked him inside. Of course Hick cut off his nose. He's coming home tomorrow. My Acadia. Not Hick. Hick is home now. He will still come home tomorrow, too, of course. He's hitching a ride to work, and picking up my new companion after dropping off a check at the end of the day.
Now don't you go worrying about T-Hoe. It's not like he's Black Beauty, being sold all over the countryside to various and shady owners. We're keeping him, by cracky! That's the good news. The bad news is that Hick will drive T-Hoe every day. Unless there's snow in the forecast and I have to work. In which case my new AWD buddy will sit in the garage (why take chances, right?) and I will again take my trusty 4WD T-Hoe, while Hick takes my mom's former car, the 4WD Trailblazer.
I have not yet decided on a name for our newest addition. I am open to suggestions. The frontrunner, A-Cad, seems a bit sketchy, perhaps casting aspersions as to the motives of my new transport. Feel free to offer up a noble name in the comments.
We have not had a brand-new car since the 1992 Toyota Corolla. Even T-Hoe was a dealer demo, with 5000 miles under his 2008 belt. In the meantime, "Welcome to Thevictorians' fleet, Acadia!
I love the smell of new car in the morning.
I've always been partial to naming a car Ralph.
ReplyDeleteYou'll have to use that moniker for your Jeep Wrangler, because Ralph is too close to Ralphie, the bunny-suit-wearing, Red-Ryder-BB-gun-yearning, mouth-washed-out-with-soap, Ovaltine-decoder-ring-deciphering protagonist of "A Christmas Story."
DeleteMy Acadia would never shoot his own eye out.
Napalm smells mighty nice, too.
ReplyDeleteHow about Red Rider? Or Red Sweaver, when Hick drives?
I imagine I would like the smell of Robert Duvall in the morning...
DeleteRed Rider? That could work. But never Red Sweaver! We shall not sully my new ride with the image of HICK behind the wheel, sliding like Pong between sideline and center line.
I like Red Hot, just like your temper sometimes! :D
ReplyDeleteRed Hot is nice. Like spicy little cinnamon candies. Or a hot dog at the ballpark.
DeleteWait a minute! Red Hot, just like my temper SOMETIMES???
A-Cad does sound like your new car gets around.... I'm glad to hear you didn't send T-Hoe out to pasture. Congratulations on the new addition!
ReplyDeleteI made the announcement, but stopped short of handing out cigars. T-Hoe will be treated with the respect an elder deserves. Except for the indignity of having Hick's shower-wiped rumpus draped across his seat twice a day.
DeleteShe's a beauty. Cars are "she's" right?
ReplyDeleteWell...most of the time. But my vehicle must be Val-tested tough, to get up and over the bumpiest mile of road since the Family Truckster went airborne in the desert in National Lampoon's Vacation.
DeleteMy car is a tomboy. Like Samantha becomes Sam. And Josephine becomes Jo.
A gorgeous automobile. I also like the name Red Rider.
ReplyDeleteThank you. She is quite photogenic. Red...Rider...it's growing on me.
DeleteCongratulations on your new RED baby!!
ReplyDeleteThanks. Let's hope she's not red from bawling her fool head off in a fit of temper like Val has SOMETIMES!
DeleteRed hot mama in that baby!
ReplyDeleteVroom, vroom!
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