The minivan is no more!
Well, technically, it is still around, but I ain't drivin' it! Though it seems unlikely, I'm going to assume that a family of trapeze-artist bodybuilders have purchased it to transport their extra spandex jumpers from circus tent to circus tent, all across America. Exciting!
That means I got me a new car! A brand, spankin' new car! Not some ratty ol' used one!
None-a-you's can see it yet, however, because it isn't ready. There's tinting, bra-ing, and general pimp-a-tating to be done, and I ain't showin' ya until she's got all her makeup on.
So really, this post has no purpose. It will have purpose as of Friday night, though, I promise.
You all can wait.
I still can't believe we actually have a BRAND NEW car. It's so shiny and spiffy and clean!
ReplyDelete'Course, I'm sure it'll be even niftier once you properly pimp it out with stickers and bra's and tinting and things.
We need something to hang from your rear view though...I know! Your purple pokemon whatsit!
I love that your man enough to even own a pokemon anything. But to own a PURPLE pokemon thingy!!! This is why we are best friends. Well, that and you give me stuff.
ReplyDeleteAnd this support, without a doubt, is why I keep you around, John. It doesn't come often, but just knowing that you'll stick up for me and my Pokemon trinkets is the true measure of our friendship.
ReplyDeleteJulia, you're stuck with me, so you kinda have to cope with my inner 9-year-old. Good thing your inner 5-year-old gets along so well with my inner 9-year-old, even if your inner 5-year-old has cooties.
I can deal with cooties.
And John, so you don't feel left out - you have cooties, too. Big ones.
Time for a new post.
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