The Porsche 911 Turbo Cabrio Is the Cat’s Pajamas
But in this case, the cat is most definitely wearing lingerie. Risque, dirty lingerie. The kind of lingerie you find in Frederick’s of Hollywood, as opposed to what you find in Victoria’s Secret.
Oh, the Porsche 911 Turbo Cabrio. As if the Porsche 911 all by itself could possibly get any better. Oh, it just got better, all right. It just got better to the nth degree, in my humble opinion. You cannot even possibly measure this on the hotness scale. On the Richter scale of sexiliciousness, this one goes right through the roof.
I want this car so bad I can taste it. I almost think there is no limit to what I would do to own Porsche 911 Turbo Cabrio. Rarely in life have I seen a Cabriolet that I pined for so very, very much.
