Cool Cars with Dad and Bill - 1968 Plymouth Fury II

Bill: "Here I am next to a big car."

Dad: "This is your choice then? A 1968 Plymouth Fury II that has seen better days?"

Bill: "Yep. This is a man's car."

Dad: "I guess. If that man is looking for a boat anchor with a trunk large enough to fit a twin mattress with room left over for luggage. Driving this must be like steering a Carnival Cruise ship. A slow one."

Bill: "Maybe. I wouldn't know. I'm a baby."

Dad: "Ok so what makes this unpopular mid 60s monument to American excess a cool car?"

Bill: "Well this car looks like hell, probably gets 6 miles to the gallon, is worth basically nothing as a collector's item, is most likely a pain to drive and maintain, yet it has survived for almost 50 years. Here it sits on the streets of Beaverton where gas is still $2.50 a gallon yet somebody thinks it's worth it to use as their daily driver."

Dad: "So it's cool because somebody thinks it's cool? My mom thinks I'm cool, does that make me cool?"

Bill: "If you have to ask somebody if you're cool, you're not cool."

Dad: "At least I don't poop my pants."

Bill: "Better than having to clean up somebody who poops their pants."

Dad: "Pretty sure it's your naptime."