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We were on a long drive yesterday, and Mr. Tizzie was telling me about his brother's first car, a Reliant Regal. He said there were a lot of small cars in Britain after WWII, some even with three wheels and all sorts of interesting designs. So I looked it up when we got home, and I found this very cool little car museum.

You've got watch this hilarious video.

It's the Peel Trident, made on the Isle of Man.

This one has the best name.

But this one is the cutest.

Oooops, bad links.

The Frisky Family Three.

Looks like a ladybug.

Growing up, if the Peel Trident had been a round my house, I'd been the only kid not driving. Those cars are cool.

Isn't it cool, TCS? It's like an arcade ride that you can take out of the park.

Didn't Mr. Bean drive one of those Peels?

In some old Alec Guinness movie (I think it's this one), he drives a BMW Isetta. Not only is it a micro-car, but the entire front of the car is the door.

Hubby says there's also one in Brazil, but I can't remember it.

It isn't a terribly complete list, but I present to you:
Three-Wheelers on TV and in the Movies

I love the Internet...

Minicars are supercool. The wife has a very nice coffee table book with many of these pictured. Sadly, if you tried to carry the book in any of the cars, movement would be impaired.

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And yes, Jonathan Pryce drives a Messerschmidt in Brazil.

Daleks! Run!

Oh look, it's R2D2's grandpa...

I can't believe Vidiot's link left out Weird Al's Nash Metropolitan in "UHF". Have they no shame?

I hate you all.

That wasn't me! That's a tizzie pretender.

I feel violated. And not in a good way.

Even though you do actually hate us, and was relieved that someone else said it for you, you mean?

No WAY. I love you, honey.

Actually, I should use the Kentucky collective noun, which is not "y'all". They say "younce" down in the hills, which I think means "you ones".

As in "Younce take any cream in yer coffee?"

Kind of like the NYC collective second person noun "youse." people do actually say that here. And several people I'm acquainted with (including relatives who haven't lived in the 5 boroughs for decades) use phrases like "fuckin' mutt," "axe" "whaddaya," "yooman" (as oppsed to human), "dese" and "dose," "gedoudahere" and "fuggedaboutit" and refer to a hundred bucks as "a yard," as in "dinner last night set me back a yard and a half."

Just thought you'd like the dialect lesson.

"A yard" - I didn't know that! Interesting. Wonder where it came from?

I belive it started as loan-shark slang used to confuse eavesdropping cops.

I try to always use money slang. I favor "large" as in "Listen, bright eyes, I'm goin under the knife cause I'm into Big Ethel for ten large, see? If I don't pop the cork at fifty g's, she eats my patellas. No salad."

Shaddap ya palooka, or you're a banquet for the crayfish, savvy? Now fork over the mazuma, all 10,000 frogpelts.

And here I thought it was only Carl Sagan and Harlan Ellison that said "yooman."

*imagines self in a room filled with billions and billions of lobsters, knee-deep in garlic butter*

*well, either that or an innocent bystander in a Raymond Chandler novel, what with all the palookas and frogpelts and listen here, shamus, you even think about calling some law and you'll be pickin' hot steel outta your head for a week*

Carl Edward Sagan was born Nov. 9, 1934, in Brooklyn, N.Y.

There ya go.

So he had to train himself to say "billions and billions", instead of "dat'sa lotta fuckin' stars?"

In other news, monkeys fling poo.

As luck would have it, the phone landed in a pile of primate poop.

As luck would have it?

Fes, Mr. Bean drove a Mini Clubman (not a Cooper). I had essentially the same car (they're all essentially the same car) in the late 80s.

maybe you will like it: http://chiron.valdosta.edu/djudd/monkey10.jpg

This is a story about love and hate...

So he had to train himself to say "billions and billions", instead of "dat'sa lotta fuckin' stars?"

I blame you for my minutes-long inability to stop laughing.

Gaaaah. I know we don't talk politics here, but I just heard my boss say "If you want to get out of jury duty, just walk in there carrying an Ann Coulter book. They don't want people with common sense on a jury."

*shoots self*

"You dumb mug, get your mitts off the marbles before I stuff that mud-pipe down your mush--and tell your moll to hand over the mazuma."

via woods lot. To go with the tough talk, above.

Sh*t.

Just me and the gay porn comment spammer, whiling away the afternoon.

The rest of y'all must have gotten religion.

Nope, I've been busy trying to form the Damnation Army... someone's gotta fight those Salvation Bastards.

Nope, I've been busy trying to form the Damnation Army... someone's gotta fight those Salvation Bastards.

But, but...

One of the most vile opening bands I've ever seen was this group of 17 year-old Less Than Jake wanna-bes called Salivation Army.

I mean really, why would you want to be Less Than Jake?

Why, indeed, when you could be Better Than Ezra?

Or even, say, Come On Eileen?

Wait, that was a song, wasn't it? Oh well.

But I think the big question is: How bad was Ezra to begin with if Better Than Ezra really was?

To meet that criteria, ufez, Ezra would almost certainly have to suck giant pendulous sloth balls that have been rubbed in batshit and spraypainted dayglo orange.

Fes once again demonstrates his poet's gift for understatement.

Dammit, Dana! My giggling drew stares here at work.

I'm trying to remember an actual Better than Ezra song, now.

And failing.

It's probably for the best.

Their first "hit" was a not-bad song called "Good."

"It was good, living with you..."

(Incidentally, I share a birthday with Better Than Ezra's guitarist...not to mention Susan Hayward, Mike Tyson, and Lena Horne.)

Their first "hit" was a not-bad song called "Good."

No, that song was most definitely very bad. And it only got worse every million times it was played. But even that wasn't as bad as Lifehouse. Whic was nowhere near as bad as that "Girl On TV" song.

And this is from someone who admits to enjoying the occasional Creed and Journey song, mind you.

Hmph. I loathe Creed. But I kinda liked "Good." It was better than loads of the other stuff I heard over and over while doing college radio.

And speaking of little cars, who'da thunk that Billy Joel drives a Citroen 2CV? (Albeit poorly...)

I wonder about its mx speed...

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I even found a webcam!

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Yeah.

OK, now show me how you unload that cargo!

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Yeah, that's right. That's what daddy likes.

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