Curate, connect, and discover
I was already interested in this post, but once I saw Primo with the hearse, I knew I had to reblog.
As for the puns, all I can think of is:
‘four Secon-door’
‘Toyota Prim-us’ (as in Prius)
‘four wheel drive can go up a Ni-hill’.
‘Check the sees-pension on these cars’
They’re a bit wordy, admittedly, but I never claimed to be clever.
*Bonus*
‘Perpetua-l fear of crashing’
did you guys know that i like cars ? so here's the papas as cars .
i think about this a lot more than i should. but anyway. yeah. cars :3
i spent 12 hours doing this yesterday from 2pm to 2am. im unstoppable
UPDATE: sister :3
@vsagis
Rody knew the locals. Rody knew the regulars.
He wasn’t one of them.
The guy stuck out as soon as he walked into the establishment. Rody was well-aware that he would have to go greet the newcomer, and could only hope that things went smoothly. He would have to get a feel for the guy. See if he knew what kind of area he was in; what kind of people typically dined here. And if he was one of them.
“Welcome to Stanley’s Bar.” Rody threw on his typical customer service grin as he addressed the green-haired fellow, placing a glass of water on the table in front of him. “I’ll be your little caretaker for tonight. Is there anything I can get for you? Do you need any recommendations?” His name was purposefully not handed out to the other, nor did he wear a nametag. That’s just how this place ran.
"ur so quirky!" thanks i call it my autistic swag