This has been perplexing for as long as I have fallen in love with the Thunderbird. And for the life of me, I see no ending of it in sight. So with this confession, just maybe, you folks can help me in some sort of resolve. Yous see, I love driving it, as much as possible. But therein lies the problem, I love looking (okay - gaping) at it just as much. Sometimes, even more. When the rare occasion of one crossing paths, regardless of what I'm driving, or even doing, a utopia comes over me, to spy every inch of it's being, as long as it is in sight. So, I ask. Am I unfathful to mine? To help me throughout these times, I spend a lot of time just ogling mine. The grin and warmth I feel is so so soothing. Then I have to drive her, and bliss pervails. That is, until once again, another comes in sight. And then it starts all over again.
Now mind ya, many of you know I have owned multiple ones at the same time. Figured that would quench this affliction. It doesn't. It still prevails.
So there you have it. My Confession.
Please assist
Now mind ya, many of you know I have owned multiple ones at the same time. Figured that would quench this affliction. It doesn't. It still prevails.
So there you have it. My Confession.
Please assist
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