let us at least trust that the hair-pins will do their duty, and maintain the respectability of passion by holding the pads and puffs and frizettes in their proper places.
Everyone thought Dylan Sloan was hot. Even my friends, who assumed all rich, popular superjocks were idiots.
The movie was so craptacular that it generated legions of ironic fans who watched it over and over solely to mock it mercilessly.
Must admit, I like the original 911s - the original, late-1960s ones back before they fitted bulgey wheelarches and silly tea-tray rear spoilers. They look much more like delicate, precision instruments compared with the later 'sledgehammer" versions [which IMHO are about as attractive as the back end of a bus].
