Originally Posted by bigbossman
Not really a numbskull, but rather a gifted copywriter. You gotta read this one:
http://www.craigslist.org/sfc/bik/161488395.html
50cm Univega frameset: Castaway Steel Goddess, ready to ride the road! - $128 (north beach / telegraph hill)
She is a gem, a double butted, fully lugged, cromo-steel frame with minimal braze-on’s, CREATED by skilled Japanese “steel-men”. A castaway Steel Goddess is waiting!! Stripped to her steel soul searching for her “single” Savior!
You know you have been searching for this little black beauty. This 50cm of small straight steel sweetness has been waiting over 25 years, silently searching for her new soul-mate! With bonds having been stripped away and being freed from the clamps and cables the once bound her, NAKED STRENGTH pulsates from her slightly scared steel. She silently sings the sad songs of a single soul wanting to bond her steel with the sweat of an owner who will ride her to greatness but will respect her in the morning! Can you hear her call? The plea of a castaway Goddess, ready to ride the road without regret’s OR Gears!
The tone of this is kind of reminiscent of some classic ad copy, that used to promote the 1923 Jordan Playboy automobile:
"SOMEWHERE west of Laramie there's a bronco-busting girl who knows what I'm talking about. She can tell what a sassy pony, that's a cross between greased lightning and the place where it hits, can do with eleven hundred pounds of steel and action when he's going high, wide and handsome.
The truth is - the Playboy was built for her.
Built for the lass whose face is brown with the sun when the day is done of revel and romp and race. She loves the cross of the wild and the tame. There's a savor of links about that car
of laughter and lilt and light
a hint of old loves and saddle and quirt. It's a brawny thing
yet a graceful thing for the sweep o' the Avenue.
Step into the Playboy when the hour grows dull with things gone dead and stale. Then start for the land of real living with the spirit of the lass who rides, lean and rangy, into the red horizon of a Wyoming twilight."