Yep. He doesn't just bust you all up, he steals your soul too .... Don't worry tuna, I'll protect you!
Okay I'm that crazy old man that lives behind you and stalks you in the SUMMER when you are out in the yard doing your yardwork scantily clad. I'm crazy but I'm not that crazy to do it in the winter, besides you'll have much too much clothing on so what would the point in that be? BTW I don't have a soul but I do drive one
Yep. You are crazy ... plus I have no idea what you're talking about soul cars? I buy cars based on the colour it is. Anything more is just a droning mosquito in my ear ...
LMAOOOO A toaster with wheels? What are the redeeming qualities of that car? I looked at it on google and it kind of has the same shape as my Jeep Liberty. My jeep is a dark gray so it's like perfect. My husband tried to get me to look at a Suzuki SX4 but it was orange. I mean seriously ... how could anyone drive something like that? What colour is your soul? LOL I giggled when I typed that.
My youngest daughter for one, orange is her favorite color, when she started driving her first vehicle she wanted was an old VW hippie bus which are also known to resemble a loaf of bread. I bought it and told her she was responsible for the payments and I still have the payment log. I had some work done on it with the brakes and such before I gave it to her, and I had to teach her to drive a stick because it was a 3 speed so we practiced in the empty parking lot of the Rosemont Horizon named at the time. We then took it on a camping trip and we go to fuel up and hahaha she expects me to fill it up for her and I'm like ahhhhhh No that's your job. So she learned how to work the gas pump too. The silly sister still owns the loaf of bread and now I have a toaster.
I didn't even think it was possible for anyone to favour the colour orange. It's like ... Hallowe'en! That's a great story and glimpse into your relationship with her. She sounds wicked funny LOL That's a good way to teach kids responsibility for themselves and ownership. Good for you tuna! I learned on a stick. I didn't get my license until I was 32. I had a lot of angst about driving after a bad accident left me in a coma for 2 weeks. I learned how to drive with my husband. I can remember trying to pull out of a gas station and not being able to get up this small rise onto the highway. Fifteen minutes later I was crying and he said, "Just do it" and I did and I finally got out on the highway and didn't kill anyone!! That's pretty much the same way I drive to this day ... Not sure if that's very complimentary to my driving ...
