Put that Butt in Gear

I slid right on in to the Philly Auto Show this weekend after a glorious (and cheap) Dim Sum dinner at Dim Sum Garden at 52 N. 11 St. and it was fantastic.  And I got to see lots of beautiful Mustangs.  The bf is quite knowledgable about cars and I learned a few things.  One being that cars don't last for 15 years anymore.  My dad is going to be disappointed that he can't run his next car for 18 years and 400,000 miles...

Me:  What makes the "exotic" cars "exotic."
Bf:  They cost over $300,000
Me:  Ooooooohhhhhhhh.

So what's the way to judge a car anyway?  Performance?  Gas milage?  Paint color?  Size?  Maybe, but what about the butt?

Yerp, that rear-end is what most people see, especially if you drive fast, so it has to represent!  You may think I'm crazy, but cars have the same butts people do.  There's the soccer-mom-who-does-pilates on some mini-vans.  Sports cars?  Most have solid athletic looking rear-ends.  Lincolns and old Buicks, now there's a granny ass if I've ever seen one.  What about those cars whose rear ends are almost dragging on the ground?  Yea, those people who need to put a belt on or buy a pair of jeans that fits.

Interesting side-note:  I read somewhere that the baggy jeans round your thighs instead of your waist (or even hips) trend was started in a LA ghetto.  Like most places where money is tight, hand-me-downs are common.  Boys would start wearing their older brother's jeans before they fit.  The bigger the pants, the bigger your older brother.

Makes a lot of sense right?