By Tim Odell
We were about to post another Lieberman-tipped link to a mint-condition ’73 Dodge wagon on Hemmings. Then we saw the next post on Hemmings’ blog and our head exploded. The lead shot is awesome, but when you click through to see what’s up with that thing in the bed…
OhDearGod. Take a minute to analyze what’s going on with that clown contraption: we’ve got one poking the other’s behind with a pitchfork while the mouse (?) bangs a drum in the background. It’s either a profound metaphor for our post-industrial society or a bad acid trip.
Hit up the Hemmings blog or the actual listing for a higher ratio of information:smartass commentary.
Jeff Glucker
This bums me out deeply. When I get home, I’m going to hug my son for a long time, and then I’m going to deadbolt the door.
Wow. Just… wow.
I’m all head-asplody. Someone go get Charles, there’s a gold-mine of Hoyay in them thar pictures.
Yes, I shudder to think what he can do with the simple phrase “clown organ”.
Kill it? Hell no! An El Camino that is a Caddy, WITH a clown organ that is that outlandish? You would be the hit of Burning Man with this thing! Nice Price!
I am agog and mystified all at once.
Nobody told you that there is a blood drenched clown costume behind the seat and a rusty knive in the glove box.
Well thankfully you told me! I’d still buy it, though. I can’t say no to a Cadillacamino with an actual clown organ in the back! Nobody can say no to that!
…Dad?!
I think that mouse is actually a monkey. My brother had a very similar looking stuffed animal when he was younger.
And the monkey makes it just that much creepier.
Would make a fine first car for this young man.
Feh. HTML fail.
I like the El Segundo version better:
ARRRGH! No Uncle Ernie, please don’t start fiddlin’ about, fiddlin’ about, fiddlin’ about!
I’m torn between my desire to see the organ stay with the Cadallero and my desire to own said Cadallero and not said organ.
Oh please say it has a factory tissue holder.
*golf clap*
Good Lord, I have found you at last. I have looked for a God to Worship, and I have become a true believer. I stand aghast at your Caminoness, and I will burn offerings to Your Clowns and Your Mouses. I will offer offerings of high octane fuel to your 390, will tune your Rochester 4G four barrel altar, and will Armor All your Tires and Upholstery as a good acolyte wyll. Grant me my wish of being absolved of my synns of having dysposed of my former Cadillacs by giving them up as total beaters to nondeserving acolytes of my own while drunk, after completely using them up while straying from the straight and narrow. Namely, testing the faith of the noble 365 and the mighty 472 while doubting the strength of the almighty Turbomatic 4 speed and TH400. Long did I sin while forsaking the dignity of the Sacred Sedan De Ville and Fleetwood entrusted to me, and I seek forgiveness for these my transgressions. In the name of The Gods Of Internal Combustion, Forgive me, Boss, Amen.
Whoa.
I’m impressed as I am scared right now.
:-/
There’s a big clown spider thing down in the gutters, luring me a green Cadamino…
“with” (damnit)
<img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/p/plasticine/img/8140-Evil-Clowns.jpg"
Thank you, that is all.
Aw man, Cranky the Hooniverse gerbil doesn’t respond to my comment-fu.
Um,I kinda like Cadillacs. Did I overshoot the mark there?
The Caddycamino is pretty awesome… and then it gets weird.
Finally, Jigsaw can stop riding the trike and step up to a Caddy!