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phillipschevrolet · 4 months
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2023 Corvette Sales Stats Released
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The National Corvette Museum in Bowling Green, Kentucky just released Corvette sales stats for the 2023 model year and they offer a fun glimpse into driver’s preferences when it comes to America’s sportscar. In 2023, 53,785 drivers added a new Chevrolet Corvette to their garages, which falls only 22 units short of the all-time Corvette production record of 53,807 set in 1979. 27,943 of the new 2023 Corvettes were coupes, while 25,842 were convertibles. The high performance Z06 Corvette accounted for 6,413 of the 2023 Corvettes sold. Little red Corvettes made up more than 25% of the Corvettes sold, with 7,895 Torch Red examples and 5,785 in Red Mist. Corvette owners who chose the brown metallic Caffeine color (shown above) may be sitting on a future collector’s item, with only 536 in that color built in 2023. Phillips Chevrolet of Frankfort, Lansing, and Bradley has Illinois’ Largest Chevy Inventory including Corvettes in stock and ready to drive home today!
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6 Chevrolet Corvettes currently in stock at Phillips Chevrolet
2024 Chevrolet Corvette Stingray 2LT Coupe - #40726
Internet Price: $88,450 - $2,000 off MSRP
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margothecreator · 1 year
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Versailles [S2:E4]
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bearmageddon · 2 years
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To be dismissed…
(His desk is so low because I traced a picture of my mom sitting at our fucked up kitchen island,,,,)
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gatsby-system-folks · 10 months
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I feel like Vriska and Phillip Wittebane almost fit into a category together. They're not the same trope persay but. Like if you had a bunch of stickers and hoops and you were doing those weird charts, the sticker of vriska and the sticker of Phillip could be in the same hoop.
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strikereurekastits · 9 days
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𝐂𝐃𝐑. 𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐏 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒
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Note: This is a reupload, my old account being fucky so here we are again!
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— Phillip is from Nashville, Tennessee (Bellevue Neighborhood). I do think he moved around a bit because I can see him coming from a family where military service was very common for the men of the family so he also lived in Texas, Kentucky, Louisiana, North Carolina and Georgia. He seems like the kid that just moved around a lot. — His birthday is June 1st, 1985 — He gives me Gemini vibes — His personality type is ESTP-A — He's a bisexual. — Grew up higher middle class
— He's either Russell Adler's son or related to him, they look pretty similar so like yeah they are probably family. If so related on his paternal side of the family — Phillip was not an only child and had two other siblings, one older and one younger then him. All boys too who have served as well — He wasn't a momma's boy or dad's boy, he was in fact Grandma's boy. He was really close with his grandmother and it's where he learned how to cook. He spent a lot of time with his grandparents and he was their favorite. — In comparison to everyone else I think Graves is about 5'9 or maybe 5'10, him and Soap look to be similar height when we see them together so I lean more 5'10 — Graves definitely has a couple of tattoos, I'm not totally sure what yet but at least placement I feel like his upper arms. He's a business man so he knows having to maintain professionalism with work — He doesn't seem like he played football growing but actually baseball and also on the swim team as well — Graves has ridden horses before, often when he was staying at his grandparents property when he was younger but after enlisting he hasn't been back in the saddle but he knows how to ride — He does in fact own several cowboy hats and probably had one that is themed to Shadow Company too — Graves enlisted in the Marines when he was seventeen and I think in the process went to school and was a business major — He's a truck guy but in a practical sense. He's got two of them, he's got his pretty one and then the one that's actually used for what a truck is used for. The pretty one is the work truck which is a 2017 black chevy Silverado. His other truck is well kept 1979 Chevy Silverado.
— He's a car guy, I think he loved working on them and that's his main hobby. He loves doing the restoration process and takes great pride in what he does. His house has a large garage solely so he can be doing that. — He definitely is into motorcycles but I can see him being more into the sports ones. I think he grew up having a dirt bike at some point and that love for them as also stayed through out his life. He's got a black YAMAHA YZF R6 that he usually drives during the late spring, summer and into late fall. — He's animal guy™. I feel like he if he was around more often then not he'd have plenty of them. He's the type to bring home strays or show up back with a new puppy in tow. He's got a soft spot for them and loves them. He'd probably own a thoroughbred gelding named Ace at some point in his life too. — Graves isn't exactly a lightweight when it comes to drinking but he's also not kicking back shots getting ten down and just barely feeling a buzz. He drinks, not frequently but can handle his liquor decently well. He'd a whiskey and bourbon guy. — Graves and Oz are close, it's why he trusted Oz to take over. I feel like Oz is probably the closest Graves has gotten to having a best friend. He's made friends but he never had a best friend but he finds that in Oz. They are practically brothers. — He's not exactly superstitious but I do feel like he holds someone the Appalachian superstitious do to his grandmother and grandfather on both sides holding them but he's mostly a skeptic on stuff. — He's agnostic from a family of Christians, his family aren't God fearing people and taught their boys to respect others and who they are. He stopped stepping into a church when he was about fourteen. — There's never an explanation to the scar on his cheek and the clip in his ear but I think it was extremely close call when he was Marine Raider with a sniper. If he had just been moved over a little bit more or didn't move, he wouldn't have been there. He thinks a lot about it when he looks at it. It's a reminder of where he had been and how far he's come. — Graves still wears his old dog tags plus the ones that get issued to Shadow Company soldiers. He takes pride in the ones from the Marines and holds them close to his heart. He always wears them or has them on his person when he's on missions. He was a marine and he's always going to be a marine. — He's an occasionally smoker, I don't think it's frequent but he does occasionally smoke especially if he gets insanely stressed out but he probably curbs a lot of it with vaping. He's perfectly is Marlboro Blacks or American Spirits Black. — While he hasn't lived really the country life before, I do think he does own a home out in Tennessee and a property in Wyoming that's out there in the country. He may not have been raised in it, Graves falls into the hard working lifestyle that comes from the country and one day hoped to retire to it with a family of his own too. — Graves has had relationships here and there over the years, plenty of flings and hookups but nothing that's probably lasted then about year and half. I think he's a loyal guy, he wants something genuine and connection. I don't think he's a cheater, once he settles on someone he's a ride or die kind of guy.
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mikasuxxx · 1 year
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MW2 Random Headcanons part 2
this one includes graves and price
Graves
this man is definitely floridian
like he was a beach boy, like he has old pictures from when he was a teen with a tan
He's southern, and so is his family
They're the epitome of white people, but they're actually pretty nice people
like if you're Graves' girl spending the holidays at his family's place they'll beg you to eat with them and say its no trouble
Truly the southern hospital is strong with his family
He used to go miami and pick up girls from the club, and just have one night stands with them.
He has an older brother who's a professional poker player/gambler
and you can tell because of the big gold chain and the tommy bahama shirts and loafers he always wears (even when its cold he'll still wear them)
He also lives in vegas
He tries to flirt with you but Phillip shuts that down real quick
Phillip used to play baseball in high school, and his girlfriend at the time loved watching him play (but really she just liked how his ass looked in his uniform pants)
His brother played football for a bit
Surprisingly, Phillip was at the top of his class in high school. And he got a car for his graduation gift. a red 1967 chevy impala
that car was his pride and joy
You cant tell me that he wasnt a frat boy in college
Constantly picks up sorority girls in his car, and invites them to his dorm to fuck
Even girls who weren't sororities; atheltes, shy girls, even his professors (but that was when he was like a junior and senior, and he did it because his grades sucked and he was desperate)
What makes him different from other frat boys, is that he takes no for an answer. like hes flirting with you and and you say no he'll back off, no questions asked
He still has friends from college
Okay now to the sad shit: he constantly gets compared to his older brother. mostly by his dad (his mom is a sweetheart and loves both of her sons equally)
His older brother wasnt good at school, was an alcoholic, dropped out of college, the only thing that makes him better in their father's eyes is that he played football, and he's found a way to become rich
Phillip was good at school and sports, won prom king, went to college, had a degree and a decent job and yet that still wasnt enough to please his dad
His dad is...an old fashioned dude. like if phillip has a daughter and he sees him playing with her, he'll call him a pussy
Or even if he has a son and he even so much as hugs him, his dad will also bicker and bitch about him "acting like a mom"
Phillip still goes to family events but avoids talking to his dad as much as possible, or if he's forced too he'll just try to end the conversation
His uncles are alright, somehow. Like they're funny, but not in a misogynistic way. they're still kinda ignorant in their own way tho
His mom is a very good cook. like she actually uses seasoning and stuff (and of course his dad bitches and whines about it)
She wanted a third kid because she was hoping for a daughter, but the dad said he didnt wanna push their luck because he didnt want a girl, so they just stopped at 2 kids
Price
Jokingly calls Gaz his son. gaz is happy about it honestly
He loves kids. like when he had kids he was literally the happiest man alive
Yes, this man is a certified dilf
He has twin girls, both of which he loves to death and will die for them
He's always been able to tell whos who. Hes learned every detail about each one of them
Sometimes they try to gaslight him by switching identities but hes way too smart for that
Twin 1(pretending to be twin 2): "hey dad, can i have some candy?"
"You're [Twin 1], youve already had a ton of candy today"
Twin 1: "..no im [Twin 2] and i havent eaten any candy today"
"You're not fooling me [Twin 1]"
Twin 1: "damn..."
Has a small silver heart locket with their picture in it. he wears it all the time under his uniform
After missions he'll bring them gifts when he comes back from wherever said mission took place
One of them is really jealous and fussy, the other is chill and cuddly
like when they were babies/toddlers she'll screech if she sees Price giving her sister even an inkling of attention
when they were babies, sometimes price would be found on the ground in the living room sleeping with his daughters sleeping in his arms
as babies they would always tug at his mustache
would both freak out if he even so much as trimmed it
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optimabatteries · 9 hours
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Keith Corrigan’s ‘69 Chevy C10, Ricky Lammi’s ‘77 Datsun 280Z & Tony Phillips’ ‘55 Chevy Bel Air at DriveOPTIMA Sonoma 2022
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h50europe · 2 years
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WELCOME TO CLUB VERSAILLES...
On this hot summer night, whether you were standing on the street sweating or here in the club shaking it off to the latest song by DJ whoever. Chevy was on the dance floor enjoying a dip in the crowd. As usual, Philippe was late. The bass was booming from the speakers. Currently, Chevy thought of nothing and let himself be carried away by the crowd. The mood was better than it had been for a long time. Most of the guests were not wearing shirts. The club's owner occasionally turned on the sprinklers as a special surprise. However, the cool water could hardly contain the aroused spirits. Boom, boom, boom. The speakers vibrated while the lasers traced their tracks above the heads of the dancing party crowd. There was laughter, drinking and fooling around. Hands slid over sweaty naked torsos and sometimes lingered a little too long between someone's legs or on many a tight butt.
Chevy found it amusing, enjoying the distraction. And he wished the evening would never end. At some point, his bladder sent him off the dance floor. As he squeezed through the crowd, he felt the hands of complete strangers touching him. He got a lot of praise for his well-toned body, and now and then, a small piece of paper ended up in his pants pocket or elsewhere. Later he would take them out and find telephone numbers or addresses scribbled on them. Grinning from ear to ear, he arrived at the restroom and entered.
Inside, the lighting was just as dim as outside. The sounds Chevy heard from each stall left no room for speculation. He took a leak. As he did so, he rolled his shoulders. Then he went over to the sink to wash his hands. He didn't feel the need to linger any longer, especially not when a couple came through the door looking like they were about to devour each other.
Laughing, Chevy returned to the dance floor, stopping at the bar for a dirty martini. It matched his physical state, for although he had showered at home, he now felt dirty and filthy. While sipping his drink, he turned around and enjoyed the sight of some well-built guys. Some of them were so scantily clad that you didn't even need imagination. The music got a notch louder, and the sprinklers rained again on the dancing crowd. A jeering went through the club.
Chevy emptied his glass and pushed himself off the bar. He wanted to feel the cool water on his skin. The soft black leather of his pants clung tightly to his legs and ass with every movement. Vibe Check boomed from the speakers, and Chevy moved to the song's rhythm, along with a hundred other dancers. Their actions were synchronized in a symbiotic way. Chevy raised his head into the spray and let the cool water hit his face. When the sprinklers were turned off, a disappointed murmur went through the crowd.
Chevy was so engrossed that he did not notice the person approaching him from behind and finally wrapping his hands around his chest.
"I was afraid I wouldn't find you," a familiar voice said.
Without hesitation, Chevy turned in the man's arms. Their eyes met briefly before their lips met in a rush of tongues and teeth. The kiss sent fire through every fiber of Chevy's body. He inhaled the familiar scent of his lover. Philippe's lips tasted of scotch or whatever they just had. His mouth was so damn hot, and his tongue was playing with Chevy's, almost driving him crazy.
A whimper escaped the blond's throat as Philippe suddenly let go of him, grabbed his hand and pulled him through the crowd towards the dark room. There Philippe pressed him with his weight against the wall and forced one knee between Chevy's legs, who tried to push him back. They fought each other's movements the entire time. And they watched. Stared at each other, their gazes devouring the other's body. Their pupils dilated and their eyes had darkened with lust.
Chevy couldn't resist and trailed his fingertips up Phillipe's spine, who stilled at his lover's touch, then stood and pressed him harder against the wall. Phillipe's tongue was in Chevy's mouth before he could take another breath. His naked upper body was hot against Chevy. Phillipe let his thumbs rasp over his lover's greedy nipples, who gasped and bit Phillipe's tongue. He pulled back and dragged his lips down the blond's neck and his chest. Then he closed his teeth around Chevy's left nipple.
Chevy moaned, enjoying the bite of pain that sent a jolt of pleasure down his groin. Phillipe sucked hard, bringing another sensation to the forefront, then flicked the nipple playfully with his tongue.
Another loud moan. Chevy rocked his body against Phillipe's, wanting nothing more than to feel the other man's cock inside him.
It was as if Phillipe could read Chevy's mind as he opened the buttons of Chevy's pants and put his hand inside. His fist gripped Chevy's cock and massaged it. At the same time, his mouth enclosed Chevy's, and he tongue fucked him in the same steady rhythm.
Their breathing was heavy. Chevy moaned louder and louder, Philippe's open mouth muffling the sounds. Arousal boiled up inside him as well. It felt like his blood turned into boiling lava painfully slowly.
Chevy squirmed under Phillipe's weight pinning him against the wall. He felt his balls tighten against his body.
"God, Phillipe, I'm so close. I... about to..."
"Come for me, Chevy, come for me," Phillipe gasped, breathing quickening. Chevy's arousal transferred to him until he got to a point where it felt like he was melting into the other man. The pulsing of the lasers he saw out of the corner of his eye, along with the pumping rhythm booming from the speakers… their sweaty bodies close to each other... all of this swept them into a vortex of ecstasy from which there was no escape.
Chevy thrust up. "Make me come, Phillipe, make me come."
"Say 'please,'" the other man teased, keeping his hand still as his friend thrust harder.
Chevy groaned, closing his eyes. "Please," he begged, and the word was music to Phillipe's ears and made his rock-hard cock aching even more.
"Please, let me come."
"Good boy," Phillipe said and sped up his movements, his grip firmer.
He thumbed the leaking slit and smiled as he felt the blonde's cock jerk in his hand, the only warning he got that his lover was about to come. Eagerly he watched as Chevy reached his climax, shouting Phillipe's name as thick ropes of come spilled over Phillipe's hand. This was enough to send the dark-haired over the edge as well. Phillipe's heart raced in his chest. He buried his head in the nape of Chevy's neck.
"I need you," Phillipe forced out, his lungs burning. His ears started ringing as the pressure built with his impending orgasm.
He tightened the hold around his lover's upper arm while he supported his weight with his other hand pressed against the wall. Philippe came with an unstoppable force. His vision shattered. White-hot light pierced the darkness. His knees buckled, but Chevy supported him.
"I got you, babe, I got you," the blond whispered.
God, Phillipe was a mess. Both men stood there for a while, unmoving. The world around them turned into a mist.
The loud music became background noise while their arousal slowly subsided.
When Chevy realized that Phillipe's breathing was calming down, he wriggled out of the embrace.
"I think we should go home," he whispered into Philippe's ear.
Tall, dark and gloomy seemed only slowly to awaken from his trance-like state and nodded. Chevy buttoned up his pants, then asked Phillipe to wait for him here for a moment. Within a few minutes, he was back. His lover was leaning against the wall with his eyes closed. Chevy took Philippe's hand and wiped it clean with a wet paper towel.
"I could have done that myself," Philippe muttered.
"I made the mess. I'll clean it up. You know me," Chevy replied.
He looked around briefly. By now, his eyes had adjusted quite well to the darkness. To his right was a bin.
About ten minutes later, they were back in their T-shirts, putting on their jackets and left Club Versailles side by side with their arms wrapped around their shoulders.
The End
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phillipschevrolet · 2 months
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Join an Award Winning Team
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Head into Spring with a new career! Phillips Chevrolet is interviewing and hiring in multiple departments and multiple locations to add to our award-winning team. Available permanent positions include Sales Specialists at all three locations, Quick Lube Technician in the Service Department at our Bradley location, and Rebate Administrator in our Frankfort Office. And there are plenty of opportunities for advancement as several members of our management team started out in the lowest entry level positions and rose in the ranks to head entire departments. Visit phillipschevyjobs.com to browse available positions and fill out an online application to begin your new career today! Phillips Chevrolet in Frankfort, Lansing, and Bradley has Illinois Largest Chevy Inventory and an award-winning team that grows every day!
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gazellefamily · 8 months
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FLETCH LIVES (1989) "And speaking of pert Julianne Phillips. She's in this. And.. well... this movie still feels like the "Heh. Eh." sort of bunted sequel it did the only other time I saw this at age 12. Hard to say why. Just isnt... FLETCH. Chevy's demise starts here." -Sonny Gazelle
"Essentially my Super Bowl that year, so I had to at least somewhat convince myself it was equal to FLETCH. It's not - - it's fine, but I'm not using lines from it like 'Charge it to the Underhills' (to bewildered looks from people other than Sonny or Dorf) almost 40 years after it came out like I am the first one. Fletch should have been a character that they made like 15 movies with. Not sure why it didn't pan out." -Tommy Gazelle
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soweirdondisney · 1 year
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Starbird Car Shows posted on Facebook and Mackenzie shared this:
Do not miss out on “American Graffiti Night” at the 2023 Starbird Car Show in Tulsa, OK presented by O'Reilly Auto Parts!
Happening FRIDAY NIGHT ONLY, vehicles will parade and perform burnouts just like they did on “Paradise Road” including a ‘32 Ford and ‘55 Chevy.
Candy Clark and Mackenzie Phillips will be along for the ride as we celebrate 50 years of American Graffiti with DJ Kennedy doing his best Wolfman Jack! This might actually be better than Darryl Starbird’s SuperFleck Moonbird, but you’ll have to ask him while he’s in attendance signing autographs!
More info at www.starbirdcarshows.com
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bearmageddon · 1 year
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I've made it my mission to give the lad freckles
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abel-cain90 · 2 years
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The Secret Pic...
This is PhiLip...
Dad who is this Women in this pic...
This sure ain't mom...
Could my Father had a pass life I knew nothing about...
Maybe McDowell's and The Clouds no more...
Could this be my Big brother and I'm Baby bro...
My grandparents always called me little PhiLip...
But my Father always called me PhiLip...
But he is not a Junior either...
But Little PhiLLip my brothers Spawn idk...
He is a junior...
Then Royal P...
But I'm Little PhiLip Packer
They are Mcclouds...
My Father is Big PhiLLip...
So what does that make me Messiah...
Right I'm a time traveler on you...
So is Big Brother one too...
Because the only child I know is dead and you...
This is Blue and Red Money already also known as Serra Toyota & Volkswagen...
My Ex Wife Kia Nav is a liar...
And that's the Kia Soul on you...
The car Kia also known as Serra Kia...
My Father and Big Bro are both Scorpio's
But hey I'm already a 😇&😈 a Spiritual follower of Christ...
I ain't big on religion...
I'm a Prince
AKA Baby Shark...
Idk if all this is true but Dad who is that women in that Pic it's not Mom...
Well I did see that in the back of a Ford and a Chevy...
The Divine nine knows it...
It's in the Word...
So tell me this or Riddle me this...
Here is the first clue I'm a Night Rider...
Second Clue I'm a Gemini...
Can you spell, don't say it I want you to spell it...
Here is a third clue if you say it you gotta say Michael...
Fourth Clue I'm a Cheese Head...
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ronleebrown · 2 years
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I traveled in the “Mothership” to many of the incredible locations that I have photographed at the Phillips Gallery. The “Mothership” is a 1984 Square Body Chevy, Military Ambulance I painted like a Zebra. It’s an expedition vehicle. 444 East 200 South in the Dibble Gallery there. Closing date of exhibition Friday 8th July 2, 2022 In the last year I have had my art selected and exhibited in 6 juried national exhibitions throughout the United States. THE HUMAN PORTRAIT ONLINE EXHIBITION, International Juried Exhibition, Dallas Center for Photography, Dallas, Texas Las Laguna Art Galleries Photography 2020 Juried Exhibit, Laguna, California Hindsight Gallery 114, Juried Exhibit, Portland, Oregon Siy Gallery "The Art of Healing" Juried Exhibit, San Francisco California 97th Annual Spring Salon at the #Springville #Museum of #Art in Springville Utah 98th Annual Spring Salon at the Springville Museum of Art in Springville Utah http://www.ronbrown.photo . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . #Mothership #phototography #SanRafeal #PhillipsGallery #only.in.utah #SquareBodyChevy #FineArtPhotography #utahlife #utahunique #visitutah #utahadventures #utahillustrated #photography #ronbrown.photography #ronbrownphotographer #ronbrownartist #ronbrownutah #ronbrown.photo (at Buckhorn Wash, San Rafael Swell) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cfe-5kgv-M9/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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80smovies · 5 years
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movieassholes · 5 years
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“Mother, how could you marry a man with such a terrible short game?” “Oh shut up, Mary Frances, you spoiled, snotty, superficial little bitch.“
Cynthia Young - Caddyshack II (1988)
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