I JUST LUVZ ME A HOOPLE HEAD
This guy could be any one of the hoople head rednecks I used to run with back in high school in Kentucky. Right down to the too tight midriff baring tee shirt and what for my posse was the ubiquitous puka shell necklace.
Oh, and undoubtedly a really nice case of body odor too.
I’d load three or four of my friends into my Cutlass 442 after a night of drinking and I swear the smell in that car coming off those boys would give me an instant boner every time.
October 6th, 2012 at 1:57 pm
Love the boy, but a big-engined convertible is forever.
(for non-car folks, 4-4-2 meant four-barrel carburetor, four-speed stick, and two exhausts: in other words, fuck you, fuck you, and fuck you too)
October 6th, 2012 at 3:25 pm
You’ve posted MANY hotties over the years – but this is my idea of perfection……
All I need to know now is that (a) he’s dumb as a box of bricks; and, (2) he prefers to be told what to do cause thinkin’ a-hurts his head…..
October 6th, 2012 at 8:17 pm
Oh Scott, Scott, Scott…..so many boys so little time! At least I know how to dress now when I come visit
October 6th, 2012 at 10:27 pm
WHEWWWWWW !
October 8th, 2012 at 1:34 am
Can’t believe you mentioned a 442.
That was my first car. 1967 model that I bought in ’72 for $700.
What a sweet memory. Hurst gearshift….half-moon hubcaps….ran like a bat out of hell. I thought I was hot shit. I’ll never forget driving her home – the incredible burst when I stepped on the gas. Damn.
And: knew a lot of boys in my part of NC like the one in the pic. I looked a lot like that…just shorter and beefier. Ha.
Anyway…thanks for the memory.
October 8th, 2012 at 2:32 am
If you’re trashy and you know it, clap your hands. If you’re trashy and you know it, clap your hands. If you’re trashy and you know it, then your wardrobe will surely show it. If you’re trashy and you know it, clap your hands.