"actually I like the part where you run into a girl superficial enough to make the first question "what do you drive?" My answer, "a little domestic Ford"
So I take the GT to the grocery store to pick up a bottle of Chianti and some ice, and a big black dude in this pimped out Caddie (something you definitely DO NOT SEE up this way) stops his car in the middle of the street, backs up about fifty feet and yells "hey man, what kind of car is that?"
"A Ford," answers me.
"Man, what kind of Ford is that?", he asks.
"The fastest motherf#*%ing Ford you'll ever see" says I.
"Right on, brother," says the Caddie dude, as he drives off laughing like a crazy person...