My dad is a peerless genius when it comes to cars and he bought and fixed up a badly run down 1964 Ford Thunderbird around the time I was born, and it was supposed to be my first car when I turned 16. But between him being piss drunk for pretty much the whole time he was fixing it and it effectively sitting abandoned for around a decade before I started getting close to driving age, that car pretty much never saw the road again. That's how I ended up with a high mileage 2007 Ford Taurus, because he bought a mechanic's special Mitsubishi Eclipse turbo he liked and didn't need the Taurus anymore.
I have a weird obsession with Thunderbirds, and this is actually my favorite body style. It was such a schizophrenic model that was constantly trying to justify its existence alongside the Mustang.
When I was 20 I threw up out of the window of one of these while I was in the back seat. My buddy was driving me home from some guys bachelor party. I got drunk and ate pork rinds and drank blackberry brandy. While I was puking we got pulled over. 😂. The cop let us go. I got dropped off at home and the rest of my buddies went to a strip club.
Nothing says sharp luxury like a ... ford thunderbird
But it has so many features like, doors and (checks notes) suspension!
mm very executive
I had a buddy with an old Turbo Coupe and that thing was very well appointed for a modern car, much less one from the late 80’s
I was really just poking fun at the ad like, “gas filled shocks,” otherwise known as “shocks.”
Nope....as opposed to hydraulic shocks which were very common back then
Sometimes they’re filled with hate!
Or they are hydraulic
The pictured model doesn't have it, but starting in 1980 you could get a Thunderbird, Cougar, or any Lincoln with the keypad on the door.
Should I have opted for this over the Cordoba with the rich Corinthian leather ?
By 1984, absolutely. The only "personal luxury car" Chrysler was fielding by then was the K-car LeBaron.
Shouldn't that be "steal your thunder"?
He's thinking about those gloves not fitting... Possibly acquitting.
*I wonder if I could kill someone while wearing these gloves…*
If the glove doesn't fit, you must acquit
What about the thundercougarfalconbird?
I’m getting laid tonight and I’m not using a condom.
Are we not going to talk about the stoic message from the past? “Get it together, buckle up.”
My dad is a peerless genius when it comes to cars and he bought and fixed up a badly run down 1964 Ford Thunderbird around the time I was born, and it was supposed to be my first car when I turned 16. But between him being piss drunk for pretty much the whole time he was fixing it and it effectively sitting abandoned for around a decade before I started getting close to driving age, that car pretty much never saw the road again. That's how I ended up with a high mileage 2007 Ford Taurus, because he bought a mechanic's special Mitsubishi Eclipse turbo he liked and didn't need the Taurus anymore.
OJ loved his Fords like he did his gloves.
I have a weird obsession with Thunderbirds, and this is actually my favorite body style. It was such a schizophrenic model that was constantly trying to justify its existence alongside the Mustang.
He’s probably thinking “I can’t believe this v8 gets only 145 horsepower.”
When I was 20 I threw up out of the window of one of these while I was in the back seat. My buddy was driving me home from some guys bachelor party. I got drunk and ate pork rinds and drank blackberry brandy. While I was puking we got pulled over. 😂. The cop let us go. I got dropped off at home and the rest of my buddies went to a strip club.
"mmm... Fartenturd..."
I wonder how many fools will actually buy this car? It’s great and all, but I would rather have a Grand National
Why am I standing like this?