Babe Magnet? Oh yeah. With beads and braids. One minor criticism. This would be an awesome sled if only the driver’s seat were at the other end.
[Found here.]
Tag: Babe Magnet
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Babe Magnet Royale
Ignore the rust, ignore the primer. The duct tape AND fiberglass tapeworms give this gas-guzzling lolmobile immediate qualifications as a genuine candidate. Say we ignore that awesomeness – the bungie bumper supports are a stand alone double-whammy for inclusion in the esteemed category known around these parts as Babe Magnets. Congrats are in order.
[Found here.]
UPS Babe Magnet
Look closely. It’s not a union ride, but it’s entirely awesome. I could extrapolate a buncha snarky puns about boxes and services here, but we try to keep it PG, or at least PG-13, and neither one of those ratings mean anything, at least not in the world of Babe Magnets.
[Found here.]
Babe Magnet 28
Dang. Where do we start? This is such a POS non-babemagnet that it’s hardly worth the time to extrapolate the inner workings of Dork28, covered in puffy paint and adorned with flame decals created with cat fur dipped in tempera. There is so much unappreciated and unnecessary effort put into that embarrassmobile that my jaw not only drops, it runs away screaming.
The only redeeming quality this vehicle d’ vapid has is the crystalline cubes of broken tempered glass that covers the floor mats, and that’s not exactly a plus because of the stains and the….
Okay. I’ve got to back off on this one. Dude, decorating your ride with Play-Doh and painting the bumper with “Poor Man Mark” just doesn’t cut it in The World of Babe Magentage. You might have been able to pull this off with a bottle of JD in your fist or maybe…
Hell. Who am I kidding. Sorry, dude. Can’t justify it. You’re on your own with this one. Your ride sucks serious donkeys.
[Image found here. Don’t miss our glorious Babe Magnet Archive.]
WTF is a Fire Duck?
Yep. That’s a WTF Duck Sled for sure, and it’s a bonafide Babe Magnet. I want a fleet of ’em. [More photos here.]
Bunkmobile Babe Magnet
Fun With Hydraulics 101: The Lowlowrider (or in Hawai’i, The Lolorider).
Even sporting gray primer, this 1959 Buick Electra rocks. The only way it could out-rock itself is if it were a convertible with a candy-apple red/flame-orange blend lacquer paint job with panther print upholstery. It’d get speeding tickets at a stoplight.
If we had an Official Bunkmobile, this pavement polisher could be it, but for now we’ll have to settle for the tuck-n-roll upholstery of the Rec Room couch.
Hydraulic Dorkmobile Babe Magnet
[via with a h/t to Mr. Paul Revere.]
I really don’t know where to go with this… way too many things wrong. Now I’m all for custom automotive modifications, but this one shows no respect.
It looks like one of those monstrosities we used to cobble together with parts from unrelated Revelle model kits when we were bored kids stuck in the basement on a snow day, with Testor’s vapors dancing way too close to the furnace.
The only way I’d get into that clownmobile is if I were driving and had complete control over the hydraulics to make it leap and dive through a sea of bumper to bumper traffic while Charlie Estevez-Sheen, Lindsay Lohan, Paris Hilton, and that ex-sports commentator… um… whatsisname Olberman, puked all over themselves in the back seats.
There’s just something righteous about that “What If” fantasy, but I can’t quite put my finger on it. Yet, the question hovers: “Bunk, is that limosine a True Babe Magnet?”
Answer: Nah.
Tacky Raccoons 