Aston Martin DB 9=HRD LIFE
Call me Mr. Hiatus. Yes, I know. I’ve been M.I.A., incognito and all the above. There was a vehicle sent in recently dope enough to motivate me to get off my lazy a$$ and show the world.
Living in the Phoenix/Scottsdale area for the last three years I have became very numb to exotic and luxury cars. Lambos are as common as std’s in high schools and Mercedes are like tramp stamps, all the women have one. Range Rovers seem to be as common as forclosures and a Lexus is the new 
Cadillac for retirement.
One car that still turns my head ANYTIME it purrs past me is the Aston Martin DB 9. There is something about it that gets me everytime. When I see one drive by me I get this look on my face as if I just smelled the worst fart from a homeles man coming down from a 3 day crack binge and my only reply is “uuugggghhhh.” Trust me folks. It sounds wierd but that is a good response. It’s kinda like when nasty is good, and when something is cold, its nice. You get the point.
Thanks to the reader who sent in the pics of this vomicious vehicle. As I stated before, this car is so sick it will wake you vomit. Must be nice, must be the HRD 
LIFE. The vanity license plate speaks for itself.
If I ever get around to updating the WHIP OF THE MONTH section, this guy will be there for sure. Enjoy.
Head Nut In Charge on January 6th 2009 in Aston Martin, db9, Exotic Cars, Luxury Vehicles, Pennslyvania, Top Rated, Vince's Picks
