Black....only if you dyed it...as I remember they were tough to get a comb thru but a hair spike worked
I am flabbergasted that a HAMBer would have a fluffy muff in his car. Oh well I guess that is the times we live in. I prefer just a plain old Hangman's Noose myself.
But don't take the car to a public school or they will have you arrested for bigotry and racism. My high school's slogan was "No Muff Too Tuff"
Why limit yourself to 1 George, Door locks? Trunk lock? Maybe they will keep your locks from freezing up from lack of use!
You guys don't have a hair on your *** if you don't put this stuff on your next project! Oh, I wonder if I can have one made for a QC Rear End?
Hahaha, mink key hole, the ad picture is hilarious. Sent from my iPhone using The H.A.M.B. mobile app
I gotta re-write my Christmas list, pronto! Dear Santa, I'd like a white mirror muff, a matching thong for my radiator mascot, some fuzzy balls, and a curry comb. Thankyou, Lil' Mikey
Don't think I've ever seen a mirror muff in person, but why not a garter from some young lovely hanging on your mirror. That I have seen more than once. Maybe it's a regional thing. -Dave
I hate to sound like a man but "What the hell is a mirror muff"? Please do not respond to this post with a response!
I've tried real hard not to dive into this muff madness but with the unveiling of the keyhole muff I just couldn't resist any longer. I loved to study the J.C. Whitney, Newhouse, Eastern Auto and Almquist ads but I sure don't remember seein' keyhole muffs. Town sedan; that's what I remember mostly - garters stretched around or hanging from the inside mirror. I was never into fuzzy dice or any of that stuff. I did have a St. Christopher medal hanging from the mirror in one of my cars though.
LONG time ago I went to a strip club on a Friday afternoon with the boys from work. I got a black lace garter from one of the "ladies", and when I left, I stuck it on one of the guys outside truck mirrors. By the time he left it was dark (and he was plastered) and didn't see it. The next morning, his wife did , and chewed his *** out good. On Monday, he spent the first couple of hours trying to find out " Who the F#@% put that thing on my truck?" Like Sgt. Schultz I said -" I know NOTHINK!" ( big dude).