Hey, in my own defense the Golf was my girlfriends idea. (And she is a hot chick so bite me).
When we moved to "The Big City" I got rid of my truck (purchased at a surplus open-pit mining sale) cause we only really needed one car.
The Golf kicks ass.
Its a GTI mildly hotted up by yours truly. It gets about 30 MPG, and I swear you can park that sucker just about anywhere.
Throw a Thule rack on top and your perfectly capable of carrying multiple sheets of plywood/sheetrock/lattice, 3 mountain bikes, skis, furniture etc. Its almost as useful as my truck was.
The thing is unstoppable.
I put on a set of blizzaks mounted on industrial black steel rims, and I can drive through 6 inches of snow at up to 70 mph.
(My buddy who has the Jetta can attest to that.)
So call it a chick car, or whatever. I dont care.
When you see me in traffic, come on over and tell me I must be a girl for driving a golf. All 6' 2", 225 pounds of me will assure you otherwise.
I now consider the subject closed, because not only is this decidedly off topic its really childish.

Z~

P.S. my dad can beat up your dad