A slick bunch of Italians built a brand new Lamborghini Reventon and shipped it to the Frankfurt auto show the other day. If you could get your grubby paws on one, it’d set you back about a million Euro or about 1.4 million of those darn near worthless greenbacks.
But you don’t have to worry. They only plan to build 20, and from what I’ve heard, they’re all spoken for.
Zero to 100 kph (0-62 mph) in 3.4 seconds. You can’t pour a decent Martini in that time.
So as soon as they announce this rocket, it’s already scarce. I was thinking that there are just too many rich people in the world, or they’re not making enough cars of the type people advertise in those commercials showing cute young kids with about a thousand flies vying for space on their eyelids: “You could feed 7.2 million of these darling children a wholesome meal for what it costs you to get delivery on a Reventon. 8.6 million if you include the bribe you paid to get one sooner.”
Still, secretly, don’t tell anybody…but I want one. The car I mean.
A long time ago, during the “gas crisis,” Bobby Slayton told a joke I still remember because it had the word “penis” in it, just like 97% of my email. “Scientists have related the size of the cars men buy to desired penis size,” Bobby told us, “then the gas crisis came, and now everyone desires small Japanese penises.”
Ho boy! The tide has turned. The day of big schlong is upon us! And gas is amazingly only 3 bucks a gallon!
IwantoneIwantoneIwantone.