This is Grover (and me back when I still had a recognizable waistline):
Notice the slight height difference? That's because Grover is six foot four, exactly one foot and one half inch taller than me (I'm on my tiptoes in this pic).
Now, this is a Lotus:
It's a nice car. Grover really wants it.
Problem is, it's sixty five gees (for the non-gangstas among us, that is $65,000).
It's also tiny.
Money aside, when I think of my six-four husband stuffing himself into this car, this is what pops into my head:
|because how else will he fit?|
I'm thinking no ....
.... unless it can fend off zombies.
Then I am TOTALLY IN.