Mind your own damn business!
If you feel a need to start a 15 min. conversation in the parking garage while I'm getting in the car to tell me how big a piece of crap car I have, and meanwhile, you're driving a creepy 80s conversion van (AKA rape /kidnapping mobile), you need to back the hell off and let me go home. Beatdown with my dented bumper!
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Well, she's no prom queen, but big red (my car) is the reliable girl that you know you'll be able to take home at the end of the night.
She gets me where I need to be :)
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