posted 09-30-2014 06:02 AM                  

1. leave it for your wife to decide
2. Give it to one of the kids.
3. sell it and let the money go into the cash
4. who cares,I'll be gone
5. donate it to charity by auction
6. Be buried in the prowler
7. I don't think about anything like that
8. Give it to Gort in Tennessee..
9. My lawyer will decide all that
10. secret lover

number two for me.

posted 09-30-2014 06:53 AM                  

From the day I got the Prowler in January 2001, I told my son Chris it would be his car someday when I died. He was 16 when his Grandmother passed at age 93 after a couple of bad years. Chris and I were sitting out in our back yard after the funeral talking.

I said, “I don’t want to die like that. I’m going to take the Cat and a bottle of Jack Daniels out to Route 108 (2-lane country blacktop with lots of curves, trees and no people), tip the bottle up, full throttle into my favorite curve, and just close my eyes.”

He put his arm around my shoulders, gave me a squeeze and said, “Please don’t talk like that Dad. Take Mom’s car…”

posted 09-30-2014 07:31 AM                  

But it is in the will to be sold

The girls have no interest so why give them something they could care less about.

posted 09-30-2014 09:02 AM                  

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Originally posted by padroo:
My wife is the keeper of the cars and it has her name on the license plate already so no. 1 for me.

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Padroo.......Tell your wife that in the event of your untimely passing I'd be very interested in a lonely widow with a low mileage Prowler.

posted 09-30-2014 10:09 AM                  

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Originally posted by 1of1576:
#1... Let my wifes new "boy-toy" drive it..... Andy

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posted 09-30-2014 10:24 AM                  

In my opinion...

• If, as a decades-long friend of mine does, you truly derive considerable enjoyment from selling your own personal cars --- and are quite good at doing that, as he is, even as just something of an odd hobby of sorts --- I suggest pursuing option #3 in the above list. I'd think you'd get the best useful price for your Prowler of anyone.

• If on the other hand, you regard selling any of your personal cars to rival the unpleasantly onerous qualities of fresh vomit, I suggest cruelly pursuing either option #1 or option #2 within the above list, so that you don't have to put up with the sort of selling nonsense they will.

• And finally, if all else seems unworkable, I suggest pursuing option #10 within the above list, because your "secret lover" you've referenced there always will remain to the hundreds of millions of people on the Internet, a secret to everyone else ---"maybe" or "kind of" or, "almost 'like kind of maybe'."

posted 09-30-2014 10:29 AM                  

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Originally posted by EdsCat:
True story.

From the day I got the Prowler in January 2001, I told my son Chris it would be his car someday when I died. He was 16 when his Grandmother passed at age 93 after a couple of bad years. Chris and I were sitting out in our back yard after the funeral talking.

I said, “I don’t want to die like that. I’m going to take the Cat and a bottle of Jack Daniels out to Route 108 (2-lane country blacktop with lots of curves, trees and no people), tip the bottle up, full throttle into my favorite curve, and just close my eyes.”

He put his arm around my shoulders, gave me a squeeze and said, “Please don’t talk like that Dad. Take Mom’s car…”

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posted 09-30-2014 02:40 PM                  

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Originally posted by EdsCat:
True story.

From the day I got the Prowler in January 2001, I told my son Chris it would be his car someday when I died. He was 16 when his Grandmother passed at age 93 after a couple of bad years. Chris and I were sitting out in our back yard after the funeral talking.

I said, “I don’t want to die like that. I’m going to take the Cat and a bottle of Jack Daniels out to Route 108 (2-lane country blacktop with lots of curves, trees and no people), tip the bottle up, full throttle into my favorite curve, and just close my eyes.”

He put his arm around my shoulders, gave me a squeeze and said, “Please don’t talk like that Dad. Take Mom’s car…”

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When my stepson was about 15, I came home with a '67 427 Vettte..knowing that I change cars many times a yr, he asked if I was keeping it. I said "yeah, I really enjoy this car and am definitely keeping it till you get your license", his eyes lit up and he said "really!", I said "yup, the day you get your license, I'm selling it!"...(don't worry, he's now in his 30s, married, has his own business...and I'm still providing his vehicles!)

I've promised my 9yr old grandson, that he can have the Prowler if he wants it!

On another note, I have a framed cartoon in my office...a king looking over his empire with his son, and saying "someday son, this will all be yours"... And the son says "how much do you think I can get for it."

posted 09-30-2014 04:41 PM                  

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Originally posted by SILVRKAT:
Since the bank still owns it and most likely will till the day I die, they can have it. It won't be worth much by then because I plan on living to 100!

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posted 10-01-2014 03:46 AM                  

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Originally posted by ed monahan:
It will be in the six figures as long as you count the two AFTER the decimal. lol

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