That's sweet Bruce, but all I need's a blanket on the ground.

When I was in HS my boss had one and it hauled ass.

Are you counting the 2 cammies as trucks?

These may be your neatest doodads to date. I hope you will your estate to the Pew Trust so we can turn it into a museum someday.

Yes, they're trucks.
When I die, my brother will rent a 40 yard dumpster.

And that night I'll show up with a flashlight and go dumpster diving. I'll probably run into UT and Griff, too.

I saw that in the paper here last week...very sweet. Pontiac is holding a naming contest for it on their website.

Henry Rollins does a great spoken word piece that involves El Caminos. His theory is that all the El Caminos and party vans from the 70s disappeared around the early 80s and they all found a home with the meth-head wife-beaters in San Bernardino, CA. :)