Sorry not sorry – it’s only been a little over two months, but I’m still gonna gush about how wonderful and amazing he is. Unlike the previous photo I provided, which was a 2000 or 2001, lifted, with light bars and a rack and shit, this is actually him: pretty plain jane, which seems to be just how he likes it. I don’t think he’d forgive me if I lifted him and slapped on a set of 33’s, as much as he prefers dirt to pavement.
Now to think long and hard about the Jeep tattoo I’ll wind up getting.
I have a car boyfriend.
He’s white, a few inches short of 14 feet long, 3200 pounds, beefy in all the right places, and he has an engine that could take him to the moon and back. He’s a simple mech – he’s perfectly happy hanging out with you in the driveway over beers, but I can feel it in the way he accelerates that what he really lives for are forgotten back country roads and deserted highways.
So excuse me for a bit while I enjoy the butterflies from this new relationship.
Aaaand here’s some flyboys for yalls too. I thought I was pretty exclusively into prop planes at first, but then I started seeing pix like these, and I realized that jet engines were hot too. ;-;
Still, WW2-era planes and modern prop aircraft will always have a special place in my heart – and my pants. Ospreys, I’m lookin’ at you.
In preparation for not going on tumblr anymore, I’m doing myself a favor and saving all of my favorite reblogged pictures for posterity. And then also sharing them here.
So enjoy some IRL Hound 😀
