Look at that fat fuck loser thinking that foxy lady is going to get into his cherry van. Well, she probably is since she's wearing a van magazine and this photo is obviously staged.
Look at that caboose on that babe though. And she's got some attitude! Oh baby! You must be a woman's libber? No worries. I ain't no male chauvenist pig. Get in my van doll face.
I had to post this because I saw an old van on Sunday and thought, "Man I haven't seen a 70's van in ages!" It wasn't custom or anything but brought back memories. Remember the custom ones though? Shag carpet on the ceiling, fridge, maybe a water bed? Yeah you know what I'm talking about. Mmmhmmm?
Sadly I only have two interactions with custom vans. One was owned by a friend of mine in college. And we used to party AND parTAY in it (whatever that means). And the second was Mr Franz across the street. Remember that asshole? You know, he used to blink all the time? Wait. I think he had a custom van. I know he had a dune buggy. I forget. Flare, can you chime in and clear this up?*
And I'll leave you with the corny ass Chevy van song. Here are a few lyrics. Feel free to sing along.
Like a picture she was laying there
Moonlight dancing in her hair
She woke up and took me by the hand
She's gonna love me in my Chevy van
And that's alright with me
*clear it up AFTER you put that snorkel down.