Yo, listen up! This here’s about Reggie Jackson cars. That baseball fella, you know? Heard he got a whole bunch of them, more than you can shake a stick at. Big, fancy cars, old cars, all kinds. Makes my old head spin just thinking about it.
This Reggie, he played that baseball, right field, they say. Good at it, too. Must be, to have all them cars. He’s in that Hall of Fame, whatever that is. Sounds important, though. Got to be if you got a collection like his. Heard it from someone who heard it from someone else, you know how it is.
Now, I ain’t no expert on cars. I had an old truck once, but this is different. This Reggie Jackson, he’s got a collection of cars, they say about a hundred, that’s a lot of cars, more than I have fingers and toes! He likes them Corvettes, I hear. Shiny things, go real fast. Not like my old truck, that’s for sure. That old thing, it just got me from here to there, you know?
- Corvettes
- Muscle cars
- Fancy cars
- Old cars
They say he’s got them muscle cars, too. Big and strong, like them wrestlers on the TV. And Ferraris, too! Those are them real fancy ones, from across the ocean, I reckon. Cost a pretty penny, I bet. More than I ever made in my whole life, probably. I can’t even imagine. My head just spins when I think about spending that much money on a car.
This Reggie Jackson’s car collection, it’s something else. He’s got so many, he’s letting some go, I hear. Nineteen of ’em, they say. Nineteen! That’s still a lot of cars! What’s a fella gonna do with all them cars, anyway? Can only drive one at a time, right? Unless he’s got more than two hands, which I doubt. This old truck was enough for me, I tell you. Just get me to the market and back. That’s all I needed. But these young folks, they like their fancy things.
He must really like cars, this Reggie. To have so many. They say he’s got good taste. I guess you gotta have good taste to pick out all them different kinds. Me, I just like things that work. Don’t need nothing fancy. Just something that gets the job done. But hey, to each their own, right? If he likes cars, then good for him. He worked hard, played that baseball, hit them balls over the fence. He earned it, I suppose.
These cars of Reggie Jackson, they ain’t like the ones you see around here. These are special. Collector’s items, they call ’em. Means they’re worth a lot of money, I reckon. More than my whole house, probably. It’s a different world, this car collecting thing. Not something I understand, but it’s interesting, I guess. This is really amazing. I cannot believe it.
I remember back in my day, we didn’t have all these fancy cars. We had horses, then them Model T Fords. Those were the days. Simple times. But these cars Reggie’s got, they’re from a different time. A different world. A world I don’t know much about, to be honest. This Reggie Jackson, he’s living the life, ain’t he? All them cars, all that money. He must be happy. If you like cars, that is. I guess some folks do.
So, yeah, Reggie Jackson cars. That’s the story. A whole lot of ’em. Fancy ones, fast ones, old ones. More cars than you can shake a stick at. It’s something, ain’t it? I think it is very cool, right? He is really rich. And he has good taste. I think so.
Well, that’s all I got to say about that. Just thought I’d share what I heard. It is about those cars. Hope you all enjoyed this little story. Now, I’m gonna go tend to my chickens. They don’t need no fancy cars to get around. Just their little legs. And that’s good enough for them. And good enough for me, too.
