YSaC, Vol. 1385: Like a record, baby.
1975 datsun
it runs grate
We’ve definitely been writing this blog for a while – when I read this, I just couldn’t stop thinking that this person was really misspelling “Dachshund.” But they aren’t – they’re just trying to convince you to buy a thirty-seven year old car with only three words, one of which is misspelled and one of which is miscapitalized. Good luck with that.
I think I’ll just stare at this picture I downloaded to go with my first impression:
Thanks for the post, Nokturno!
We need more info about the grate: acceptable materials, hole size, ease of cleaning, etc.
And does the car run itself or just the grate?
If it is self-propelled and usable for screening 3/4″ gravel, I’ll buy it for $100 if Sparky can deliver it tomorrow; I can use it datsun.
So I need a car that qualifies for antique registration just to run a cheese grater? Rube Goldberg, get out of my kitchen right now!
Dog spinning on turntable much emulates my thinking process this morning.
DAT motors was a truck & luxury car line back in the day. When they broke into the compact & economy car markets they took up the name Datson. When Nissan motors bought up the brand, they made a change, opting for “sun” (“son” have a sense of “lose/lost” in Japanese) instead.
Seeing as how I like cheese; it seems germane to note that I prefer a simple hand grater to the moving-parts varieties.
Runs grate.
I want it.
me too
Does it come in midnight blue? That would be grate.
Can mine be icy mint green?
Was the narration on that commercial done underwater?
That datsun looks like it’s about to puke. Someone bring a grate big barf bag, quick!
To be fair, this ad is every bit as convincing as all those signs that simply say “Vote for [Politician].”
less filling
Tony the Tiger does not approve of this message.
In my nyquil-induced state, I cannot help giggling at the dog on the turntable. It makes me dizzy.
A few words missing from this ad. Sparkie meant to say “it runs over a grate”. As opposed to falling through.
Ah, so it could be “runs [through a] grate” suggesting a unique level of dis-corporeality?
Angular Velocity of a Dachshund is the first album from my Pink Floyd cover band made entirely of physics and veterinary graduate students.
Grate expectations.
You little Dickens!
TC and OMV, OMG they rhyme!
Sitting in a box and having a good tyme!
Punchity Punch Punch!
Good Morning, DJ Dizzy Dashound!
Spouse’s reaction to this image:
“Where it’s at! I got two turntables and a dachshund hound.’