“Hey mister, isn’t my red awesome?”
“Well, it’s nice, but a bit bright for someone my age.”
“Your age? You look to me like someone who loves to show off your car.”
“Well, yes that’s true.”
“Check out the engine. I think it sings and purrs like a kitten.”
Melvin turned the key and listened for a bit and turned back to the car. “Actually, it sounds a little rough to me.”
“Rough man! You have to be joking. I think that I’m just what you’re looking for. Smart looking, a few years older, and sounds content.”
Melvin walked around the car again. He could agree that it seemed better than all the other ones he looked at so far.
“I have one more perk for you.”
“Oh yeah, what’s that?”
“I come with an eight-track player and a CD player. Now, where else can you get that. I think all the new ones on the lot have gone to just a radio. Please say yes sir. I will always be faithful to you and never let you down.”
Melvin called over the salesperson. “I’ll take this one if I can drive it away today.”
After all the paperwork was done, Melvin climbed into the driver’s seat, turned the key, and said, “Okay sweetheart, the wheel is yours.”
