Judging from the cover on the trunk (and the spoiler), I take it the individual who bought this truck never hauls anything in it.
I can't imagine buying gas for it, let alone replacement tires when that comes up: those custom wheels and low profile tires mean no way you get off cheap at Costco or Wal-Mart when you have a blowout.
I like the audaciousness of the thing, a cocktail of bad taste and conspicuous consumption to make Larry the Cable Guy proud, but damn.
I can't condescend much, though. Because right across from this beast was a piece of conspicuous consumption I could relate to. If I had the means, a visit to the Big Dog dealership would be high on the list.
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