Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Melba Toast



Wooderson.

the man, the mystery, the car, the hair.

I have never wished a fictional character was real more than him. He embodies everything that is perfect and pure about the 70's. Not to mention he is a total babe.

Our lives would be so much more complete if I we all had a little Wooderson in our lives, a buddy hanging out on the couch with a perfectly rolled doob, ready to impart wisdom that only comes from years of heavy smoking and listening to way too much prog rock.

let us take a trip down memory lane and toast some of his more memorable qoutes, and when we are finished lets crack a beer for the Woodersons of the world.

Alright, Alright, Alright.


Let me tell you what Melba Toast is packin' right here, all right. We got 4:11 Positrac outback, 750 double pumper, Edelbrock intake, bored over 30, 11 to 1 pop-up pistons, turbo-jet 390 horsepower. We're talkin' some fuckin' muscle.


Yeah, well, listen. You ought to ditch the two geeks you're in the car with now and get in with us. But that's all right, we'll worry about that later. I will see you there. All right?..........I love them redheads


That's what I love about these high school girls, man. I get older, they stay the same age.



It be a lot cooler if you did


Man, it's the same bullshit they tried to pull in my day. If it ain't that piece of paper, there's some other choice they're gonna try and make for you. You gotta do what Randall Pink Floyd wants to do man. Let me tell you this, the older you do get the more rules they're gonna try to get you to follow. You just gotta keep livin' man, L-I-V-I-N.

2 comments:

Dirty Donny said...

Alright, Alright, Alright.

Miss Helen said...

I dont dig on blondes all that often, but its hard to deny my crush on Wooderson.