![]() 03/31/2014 at 09:58 • Filed to: None | ![]() | ![]() |
I had a bizarre dream last night that my father was insisting that he buy me a new car. And by new, I mean used, because we went to this giant lot full of crapcans that were mostly 15-20 years old.
We looked at an odd assortment of cars...a pre-facelift Mazda Millenia, a Jeep Cherokee, an early-90s Ford Escort, and then my dad settled on a red '96 Ford Contour. He said it had everything I needed, and it was going to be mine. I tried to tell him it was a terrible car, and that I didn't want him to buy me anything, but he was insistent.
The dream ended with me sitting in a white Mercedes W140 sedan (I think it was an S420) with well-worn seats and an old-school car phone that seemed to be hand-carved out of wood. I was trying to make a case for buying it instead, but he still wasn't going for it.
I woke up frightened and confused. Then I went to the garage and gave my car a hug.
![]() 03/31/2014 at 10:00 |
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We had a white 96 or 97 Contour in the late 90s. I don't remember it much...
Coincidentally, we had a W140 at the same time xD
![]() 03/31/2014 at 10:01 |
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"Had a really strange car nightmare*" ;)
![]() 03/31/2014 at 10:02 |
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Yes, it really was.
![]() 03/31/2014 at 10:06 |
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What color is your Phaeton again?
![]() 03/31/2014 at 10:10 |
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Black (and I'll never go back).
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