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When I saw the video below of The Presidential Beast bottoming out with Her Royal Big Bottom and His Skinny Ass on board, it reminded me of a funny story closer to home.
In 1980, I purchased a beautiful 1974 burgundy colored Peugeot 504, sun roof, caramel colored leather interior, sleek lines. She was an elegant and exotic French beauty. The 504’s heavy weight made her slow off the line, but at cruising speed she was smooth as honey and hugged the road like she loved it.
The day I purchased it and drove it home, I couldn’t wait to show it off. I called my friend Christine and invited her to take a drive with me up the coast. I was so proud of it. We slid inside, I opened the sunroof, clasped the console shift, backed her out, and away we went, smooth and sexy.
I felt like a million bucks. “Can’t touch this!” sizzle.
About 30 minutes later we were cruising the winding coastal road when all of a sudden there was a loud bang followed by blap blap blap blap….
Flat tire.
I was mortified. Christine laughed until her sides hurt and managed to gasp “Well, so much for the royal carriage — she just farted.” Reality sucks.
So once more, for old time’s sake… and another good laugh!
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