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Review based on the Trailers: Mobilife RV Centre

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2011 grads, does the prospect of finding a job in this bad economy scare you more than your 1A Physics midterm mark? Are your job opportunities as bleak as a Fort McMurray snow storm? Well, my friends, there’s a solution to all that. Can’t afford that car to drive you to your interviews while continuing to pay rent? Maybe RV’s are the answer you so sorely seek for your transient future

Gone are the days of putting up with landlords snooping around your premises. You are your own landlord. The only thing to worry about is finding a parking spot. Well that and water and electricity hook ups, but it’s not your fault if unsuspecting home-owning suckers leave their hoses and extension cords out. The thrill of the open road, how Kerouac!

But I’m not expert, I’m merely the messenger. But looking at Mobilife RV Centre, (4166 King Street East, Kitchener) you can clearly tell that they are. Family owned and operated since 1969; that’s longer than I’ve been alive. These guys know their stuff. Do you know what’s the difference between a Class A and a Class B RV? These guys could answer that baby-question in their sleep. Mileage advice? Sizing? Extra Cabinets? Say no more, Mobilife has you covered.

But it would be facetious to not take a look at the trailers these bad boys have. And let me say, if these names don’t make you lust for travelling across our great nation, then maybe you need to get your pulse checked. The Free Spirit, just like you want to be. The Gulf Stream, that’s the name of the presidential jet. Have you ridden in a Gulf Stream? You might as well get yourself a pair of presidential jammies and start shaking the hand of every red-blooded American after you get one of those. Challenger, by THOR industries, is quite possibly the ballsiest name of any vehicle ever made. Not only did they take the manliest god from the manliest mythology as their company, they add the name of a space shuttle that blew up in mid-air. The thing just screams to have a Griffon airbrushed on the side of it. Who cares about a career when you’re riding to Valhalla in comfort with a queen bed in the back, and Van Halen on full blast the whole way?

Now all in all, the trailers range from the dirt cheap (6000 bucks? And it has a bathroom? SOLD) to the lavish (The LCD TV and the second bathroom on the Challenger aint cheap). The sky (and applicable speed laws) is the limit with your new chariot. No one can make fun of you, you’re a self-made man (or woman) in charge of your own destiny. Go visit Mobilife and free yourself from this rat race known as Engineering!

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