In Bentley’s no less . A white one and a blue one. Nothing says look at me I’m a 70-year-old guy with more money than brains and I like to call attention to myself by going to the massage parlor in my Bentley’s.
went to a function of my daughters on Saturday in Chicago. We had to take the train and then Uber. On the way home, while waiting for the Uber to take us to Union Station, down the street comes a Bentley convertible, top down, black guy, huge flowing white fur coat, glasses like Elton John, total pimp hat. We were on the curb looking for our Uber car, and I told my wife, that’s a Bentley, gotta be 200k car. He drove past us, it rattled our teeth the sound system. I’d be pissed.. but... no... I was jealous. that car was very fine. Musta been a musician or lottery winner, because he was dressed like a pimp out of a movie, it was kind of comical.
At least one of the Bentley’s belonged to his friend who drove him there.