As we all know, life is filled with milestones. You turn 16, and you're finally allowed behind the wheel. At 21, the doors to bars and wineries open up to you. But if you're looking to summon the Prince of Darkness himself? Well, apparently, that just requires you to know your ABCs and how to spell "demon."
How did we get here, folks? When did we decide that all the lessons of "Stranger Danger" were just a bit too... well, safe? If 1998 could see us now, it would be wagging its finger so hard, we'd all be grounded for life.
Ah, the mighty 1987 Ford Pickup—a hulking mass of steel, chrome, and pure, unfiltered mechanical might. If you drove a truck like that back in the day, you were practically royalty of the road.
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