Wait a cotton picking minute, Ray's paint job was still DIY custom
The Ladies Man:
Ray: Uh, my dad was a great guy, did all the, y'know, great dad things uh, took me to ball games, uh y'know, showed me round a card table, uh y'know taught me how to y'know build an engine. Y'know, we'd tear down engines, uh, build 'em back up again. Last car we worked on was this uh GTO. Worked on it day, night. Um..Painted it black. Jet black. Six coats. Loved that car.
Ray: Frannie, [who is reading a magazine] put out an APB. License number WE 761, black 1967 double barreled car, GTO.
Frannie: What is it with you guys and cars. What? You all have your brains stuck behind your zippers or something? [to Fraser] I mean excluding you of course, Fraser.
Fraser: Oh, thank you.
Frannie: What is that? what does that stand for? GTO. Great throbbing â€“
Ray: No Frannie itâ€™s Grand, grand, what is it again Fraser?
Fraser: Grand Turiso Omologato.
Ray: Right. GTO. Now hit the keys please Frannie. Thank you.
I forgot how blatant Frannie can get. :-)
Dear America, why can't you have a vehicle registration format that makes sense?