Saturday, January 31, 2009

300C Advertising in Australia

Ha, this I find funny. President Obama got trashed by some 300C haters for owning a Chrysler 300C, now in Australia they are used a sound-a-like voice to sell them.

Thursday, January 22, 2009

Death in a 300C Family

It was a sad day when 300C Stanley, President of the Wobo's 300C Car Club died in a fire and his body was burned pretty badly. 

The morgue needed someone to identify the body, so they sent for his two best friends, VP Cooter and Treasurer Gomer. 

The three men had always done everything together, a sad day indeed.

Cooter arrived first, and when the mortician pulled back the sheet, 

Cooter said, 'Yup, his face is burned up pretty bad.  You better roll him over.' 

The mortician rolled him over and Cooter said, 'Nope, ain't Stanley .'

The mortician thought this was rather strange. 

So he brought Gomer in from polishing his 300C to confirm the identity of the body. 
Gomer looked at the body and said, 'Yup, he's pretty well burnt up. 

Roll him over.' 

The mortician rolled him over and Gomer said, 'No, it ain't Stanley '

The mortician asked, 'How can you tell?'

Gomer said, 'Well, Stanley had two assholes.' 

'What? He had two assholes?' asked the mortician. 

'Yup, we never seen 'em, but everybody used to say: 

'There's 300C Stanley with them two assholes.'


Wednesday, January 21, 2009

A Very Expensive 300C

WoW $!$!$, $271,300 was the top bid on Ebay for the 2005 Chrysler 300 C formerly owned by President Barrack Obama. Unbelievable. Reportedly there were 131 bids were placed on the 20,000 mile vehicle. Just Unbelievable to me. more at

Saturday, January 10, 2009

A 300C Gift or Not

One  day, Jimmy Jones was walking down Main  Street when he saw his buddy  Bubba driving a brand new Chrysler 300C.

Bubba pulled up to  him with a wide grin. 
'Bubba,  where'd you git that 300C?'  

'Suzie  May give it to me.' Bubba replied. 

'She  give it to ya?  

I  know'd she wuz kinda sweet on ya, but a new Chrysler 300C?'


'Well,  Jimmy Jones, let  me tell you what happened.  
We  wuz drivin' out on County Road 6,  in  the middle of nowheres. 
Suzie May pulled off the road, and headed into the woods.  She parked the 300C, got out, threw off all her clothes and  said,  
'Bubba,  take whatever you want.' 

So  I took the 300C!'  

'Bubba,  yore a smart man! Them  clothes woulda never fit  you.


Thursday, January 01, 2009

300C Dreamin'

Good dreams are worth repeating.
It was a beautiful day, the sun beat down
drivin’ the 300C grovin' with siris
The trees went by, me and dylan were singin’
Little runaway, I was flyin’

Yeah runnin’ down a dream
That never would come to me
Workin’ on a mystery, goin’ wherever it leads
I’m runnin’ down a dream

I felt so good, like anything was possible
I hit cruise control and rubbed eyes
The last three days the rain was unstoppable
It was always cold, no sun shine

Yeah runnin’ down a dream
That never would come to me
Workin’ on a mystery, goin’ wherever it leads
I’m runnin’ down a dream

I rolled on as the sky grew dark
I put the pedal down to make some time
There’s something good waitin’ down this road
I’m pickin’ up whatever is mine