That isn't my actual photograph. And I'm not joking when I say this...I'm really a car. So naturally I've found it's very difficult to get on dating websites, because the administrators don't just let you just put up a picture of a car, even if you can talk. The putz in the picture was my first owner, who fell off a highrise balcony during a coke party in '79. Very sad. Look, it's not easy being a talking car, let alone an Orthodox Jewish 1978 Mercury Cougar. Don't get me started on the smog laws. In fact you can't get me started...my vacume system leaks. Don't even ask what kind of mileage I get. And with the price of gas this past year, Oi gavet! I just know it's going to get worse than $5/gallon. Anyway, more about me: I like long drives on a sunday, car washes, and Kierkegaard. I'm looking for an athletic, independent minded honey with a nice tuchus to share the rest of my days with.