Look at my new ride, guys! I traded the Kia for a '92 Buick LeSabre!
hahahahahahahaNOT.
Oh. my. God. Talk about a grandma car. This? Is the kind of car you see on the evening news wedged into the lobby of a drugstore because Nana hit the gas instead of the brakes. The thing is twenty years old and only has eighty thousand miles on it. "Grandma! I've got your car!" I popped open the glovebox to find a bunch of cassettes (yes, cassettes) of big-band music from the forties. If this was a Stephen King book, I'd be waking up in a malt shop. (Whaaaa? Where am I? Why is there a jukebox? And why is Tommy Dorsey playing on it?!)
Oh, and like I mentioned, it doesn't have a registration sticker, so I'm probably going to jail. And the brake light is on, AND the check-oil light, and the paint is peeling off the roof and the quarterpanels are rusting AND it rides like a Buick, which is to say, like a piece of sh*t (so ... BOUNCY! wheeeee!), but your grandma would love it. Or maybe your great-grandma.
And it's FREE to drive while my car is in the shop. Shutting up now.
5 comments:
You will appreciate your own baby so much more when you get it back.
I guess if it gets you to where you want to go...
~~Silk, I will KISS that lousy Kia when it's finally fixed.
and Birdie, yeah, Point A to Point B. And again, the garage let me have it for the week for FREE, so I really have nothing to complain about. And I even cleaned the interior of windshield and checked the oil today! Responsible car loanership and all that ...
but it really is a piece of crap! :-)
hahahaha yep.
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