Chicks dig the car.

This weekend, my church held it's annual men's retreat. I'm not going to talk about that.

My friend and I carpooled to the event in my Mustang. While driving through a small town, two teenage girls cat called us.

This kind of thing had never happened to either of us before. We are two 40 year old guys, and the only heads we have ever turned were ones that we had a very firm grip upon. We knew it was the car and not us, but it did give our egos a boost.

Sometimes, life is good.

Thought for the day -

Clothes don't make the man, the cool car does.