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My car started blowing black smoke this morning.
No biggie.
I could have ignored that, but the fact that I couldn't go faster than 50mph was a little more bothersome.
So, I put the bitch in the shop (at 5 PM) and had to accept whatever rental car was available.
This will be me on the way to work tomorrow. Seriously... the fucker is so tiny, I'm surprised it's required to have a license tag.
So, I put the bitch in the shop (at 5 PM) and had to accept whatever rental car was available.
This will be me on the way to work tomorrow. Seriously... the fucker is so tiny, I'm surprised it's required to have a license tag.

11 Comments:
Geeze, They're giving you something with a motor attached?
oh good lord please be carefull lol
I don't know, I'm thinking you're going to end up finding out how you can zip in and out of places, and around slow granny drivers in a little thing, and can picture you having a little too much fun in it.
Hey does this mean you'll finally get the radio fixed? :)
So size matters, eh?
...uh, little cars are easier to parallel park (?)...
(sorry that's all i got!) ;)
LOL I'm sorry, but the thought of Southern Living heading to work in a buggy is too much this morning.
Just make sure your lipstick is on, okay? Don't want them taking away your card.
Well, I made it to work, but I'm not a happy camper. And there's no way I'm going to admit how long it took me to remember that I actually had a radio.
At least your car wasn't blowing strangers for money.
Yeah, Limpy.
Let's pimp Syd's car?
oo i like that idea...pimping syd's car.
Okay, you bitches can pimp my ride, I got no problem with that. Pimpin' my car OUT, I'm not so sure about.
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