My hubs and I are currently watching Chinatown. If you've never seen this modern-ish film noir (feels weird to call an over 30-year old film "modern"), I highly recommend it! Director Roman Polanski is most definitely a creepy fucking rapist and sodomizer of severely underaged girls, but that midget sure could make a freaking movie!
Anyway, we were watching the scene where Jake arrived at Catalina. His contact at Avalon harbor was driving a woody. My husband said, "That's a nice woody!" My response was a classic and one that I'm sure you can see a mile away. . .
"I'd rather ride on a woody than in a woody."
Yeah, I'm classy in that way. I always knew there was something he liked about me! I'm sure that my hubs found my admission tremendously amusing and enlightening. At least, I hope he did! haha