"What kind of car am I?" - my wife

Ok, so I used cars as an analogy tonight and my wife laughed about how I compare everything to cars. Then she said "what kind of car am I?"     

After much thought I said "I guess you're a Maserati. You're a hot exotic, but one that is for discerning tastes. Ferraris are cool, Lamborghinis are awesome, but a Maserati is for a true car guy. One that likes something a little unique, a little saucy." She laughed, but was happy. Then I followed it up with "Me. I'm a garbage truck. Bigger than I need to be, smelly, and only desirable once a week." She almost choked on her pita chip.      

I should have said she was like a Pinto, always exploding from the rear. But then I'd have been like a, uh, dead car.     

What kind of car is your wife?

LOL... nicely done!

"Oh you're also finicky, riddled with problems and constantly in the shop because something else is broken"
"hey what's that knife for?"

SBC swapped Jeep - she's reliable, always ready to go anywhere, fun! 

DrBoost said:

After much thought I said "I guess you're a Maserati. You're a hot exotic, but one that is for discerning tastes. Ferraris are cool, Lamborghinis are awesome, but a Maserati is for a true car guy.

Does she break down a lot?

 

I tell my wife she's a Chevrolet. Reliable, runs, same styling, not too fancy, always there, always starts and goes.  Been there for almost 37 years and never missed a day.  
 

My daughter is a Ferrari - high strung, temperamental, awesome highs and scary lows.  Unpredictable and expensive.  

Miata - the answer, even if I didn't know the right question. Cute but most guys look past that trying to find the "hottest one" & have no idea of the fun they're missing.

Damn I miss her... :(

This was a topic that was a contributing factor to my divorce years ago.  
 

"I drive a Toyota.  Love my Toyota and hope to drive my Toyota till I die.  But going to the dealership and checking out the new Fords is always fun.  And if a buddy has a Chevy that I've always thought looked appealing, we might drive each other's cars for a day and see how they handle."

As you can see, this line of thinking is dangerous.  Exciting, but wildly expensive.

Tiger Mom is clearly an air cooled Porsche.  Beautiful and exciting but at the same time classic and timeless, way out of my league so I'm happy every day I spend with her.

My wife is a 1978 Toyota Corolla DX . True beige of humans 

boring 

Soulless 

reliable 

Dirt cheap insurance rate 

no one steals it 

993 Turbo

She's got those hips, German, just old enough to be classy yet still looks miles better than much younger ones, and has expensive tastes. Best part though is she loves to go on rides!

Out of everything I've owned (what else can I really compare) I'd say my wife is a manual Duratec Focus 2 door hatch. Sexy at first sight, hugely reliable, thrifty, and fun all the time, does kid stuff and grown up stuff. Good for camping, good for spontaneous trips. Maybe not most people's dream but I couldn't ask for more. And talk about an engine that loves to rev. I ended up being way more in love than I bargained for. 

DrBoost said:

Ok, so I used cars as an analogy tonight and my wife laughed about how I compare everything to cars. Then she said "what kind of car am I?"     

After much thought I said "I guess you're a Maserati. 

You called your wife a Bi-Turbo?!?!!!?

In reply to Javelin :

Haha. That wasn't what I had in mind. But I knew that was coming. 

A school bus, she's reliable, slow, and you can leave your kids safely with her.  Though she does actually drive a school bus, that's the only thing she does on time and isn't late for.

Some kind of domestic sports car.  Fun and exciting when new. But after some miles it starts to be less so. The interior squeaks rattles and is generally dated.  Poor soft touch material selection.  The maintenance just keeps growing.  Lots of leaks and smells. 

I kid. I kid. 

This is close to cars but my wife is a vet and a coworker of hers called her a feisty squirrel. She took a liking to it! Then my wife asked me if shes a feisty squirrel what does that make me? With out skipping a beat I said "a lethargic yak".