There are several threads about equipment to convert a car to a truck, or a car to a tractor.
Here is a photo of a Fordson made into a car.
And Ralph Nader thought the Corvair was dangerous !!! No "progressive" government in this new millenium would allow that lady's right arm to get so close to the strap spokes of that rear wheel. My, how have we made it for so long? I wonder if that side car was really a Fordson accessory or homemade because it appears to mount where the left side plow would mount. Totally interesting. . . . thanks for sharing Dane
I think that's an early corn or cotton picker attachment. He drives through the fields and she reaches out and picks the corn or cotton.
A poor mans mother-in-law seat.
Reminds me of this one:
My late Dad used to say a fat woman was good: she keeps you warm in the winter, and you can sleep in the shade in the summer. Bet he never thought of ballast. Or maybe he did...
If any one asks I will deny I said this. But Ricks father's comment reminded me of what an older lady told me once: (much to my surprise!!)
'There is more to hang on to and the ride is more comfortable'.
She was referring to the skinny, boney ladies of recent times.
Those are two women I would not want mad at me!
Down here we call it "More cushion for the pushin".
There's others but they are not suitable for the forum.
As you can tell, I'm not much on the anorexic walking skeleton type dames.
You fellas have reminded me of two of my favorite songs, both by Howlin' Wolf:
Built for Comfort, with the immortal line "I'm built for comfort, I ain't built for speed."
Three Hundred Pounds of Heavenly Joy
Don't forget Elmore James' "TV Mamma". "The one with the big, wide screen...."
(Also done by Big Joe Turner I believe.)
There's also the tune, "It Must be Jelly Cause Jam Don't Shake Like That". Done by Glen Miller & others.
Hasn't this thread gotten interesting?
There's a song by Buck Owens called "Big Mama's Medicine Show"
I can't recall all the lyrics but they go something like-
"You can ride all night, then you do all right, by seeing Big Mama and her Medicine Show"
When I used to go bar hopping, "Medicine Show" was the code word when a big mama was heading our way.
Only 2 women caught on to what we were saying, and that wasn't good. The last time my friend said it and she liked to kill him. He left with a bloody nose and black eye. I left laughing.
Don't know why this came to mind. It just did.