Taking it back to the old school
Thats right bitches! I have decided to bring back a little flavor in the form of my transportation.
To give you a little back story...I got back from Shitcago (and all other parts of Illinois) last week and have returned to the wonderful Bay Area. So I moved back into my bland place (sadly the walls are not adorned with pictures of Paris and douchebags) and came to the realization that I no longer had a car.
So what did I do...I called up the folks. Yes, I regressed to my highschool days and asked mommy and daddy for a car. They are pretty well off and have a fleet of nice cars, any of which would have sufficed quite well. After about a half hour of sweet talk on the phone I decided to tell them my predicament.
All was going well...it appeared as if I would be hitting the road in style. Until they told me which ride I would be getting. They said it would be cool if I could drive the car they loaned me back in my highschool days.
A 1992 sky blue Toyota Previa. The fucking "egg" as it was referred to in my youth. I recall converting the back into a bed so that I would take "naps" in between class.
But alas, my once glorious chariot has become a heaping pile of shit. My parents left the car with the employees for lugging crap around for the family businesses. The radio and CD player is gone...there are only 2 seats left in the car...the sliding door doesn't open...and I'm sure there are quite a few other problems that I have yet to discover.
Normally this wouldn't be so bad, except my girl is coming into town (she decided to take a break from nailing Anfer in LA) and I gotta pick her up in this turd.
In other news, I got Anfer's DVD in the mail...I figured I'd watch it when she comes up...she can tell me what she sees in him, and she can tell me which one of us has a bigger penis.
As for the new ranking system on Joe's blog, I am quite happy. It means that all you other fucks with blogs out there need to keep the standards quite high or very low at the best (I hope that counted as a shoutout). Additionally feel free to click on the picture.
To give you a little back story...I got back from Shitcago (and all other parts of Illinois) last week and have returned to the wonderful Bay Area. So I moved back into my bland place (sadly the walls are not adorned with pictures of Paris and douchebags) and came to the realization that I no longer had a car.
So what did I do...I called up the folks. Yes, I regressed to my highschool days and asked mommy and daddy for a car. They are pretty well off and have a fleet of nice cars, any of which would have sufficed quite well. After about a half hour of sweet talk on the phone I decided to tell them my predicament.
All was going well...it appeared as if I would be hitting the road in style. Until they told me which ride I would be getting. They said it would be cool if I could drive the car they loaned me back in my highschool days.
A 1992 sky blue Toyota Previa. The fucking "egg" as it was referred to in my youth. I recall converting the back into a bed so that I would take "naps" in between class.
But alas, my once glorious chariot has become a heaping pile of shit. My parents left the car with the employees for lugging crap around for the family businesses. The radio and CD player is gone...there are only 2 seats left in the car...the sliding door doesn't open...and I'm sure there are quite a few other problems that I have yet to discover.
Normally this wouldn't be so bad, except my girl is coming into town (she decided to take a break from nailing Anfer in LA) and I gotta pick her up in this turd.
In other news, I got Anfer's DVD in the mail...I figured I'd watch it when she comes up...she can tell me what she sees in him, and she can tell me which one of us has a bigger penis.
As for the new ranking system on Joe's blog, I am quite happy. It means that all you other fucks with blogs out there need to keep the standards quite high or very low at the best (I hope that counted as a shoutout). Additionally feel free to click on the picture.
somehow, getting the old car that mommy and daddy let the employees drive- illicits no sympathy from me. waa.
- shirley
Posted by
Anonymous |
5:34 PM
I wish I could have my first car back...1983 Nissan Maxima by Datsun (before Nissan made a name for themselves). It was brown, and as I purchased it for $750 from a drunk driver who lost his license, certain parts of the body were mangled. We called it the "Twisted Coconut". Ran like a champ, tho, and had power everything, and one of those talking voice modules that tells you everything wrong with teh car: "The door is ajar." "Fuel level is low." "Lights are on."
It was THE PIMPEST high school ride ever...especially considering it was 10 years old when i bought it. I wish I had that car back...
Posted by
Me |
12:50 PM
Shirley...you are a heartless bitch.
Melmar...I have NO friends...the lack of seats makes it easier for me to rape women.
Joe...I'm sure your brother feels my pain
Christy...There's a picture of me on your desktop and in your purse, and on your office desk, and probably stuffed up in your cooch too.
Ang...your legs are ajar
Alex...you lucky bitch. I wish my parents spoiled me with a car on my 16th birthday. All I got was a fucking card.
Posted by
Kav |
2:34 PM
ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.... (so on and so forth)
-shirley
Posted by
Anonymous |
3:26 PM
You so want me
Posted by
Kav |
3:34 PM
I wish my parents bought me a car, rather than loan me the festering pile of shit I'm rolling in now.
I'm guaranteed to make the bitches wet with this ride
Posted by
Kav |
3:44 PM
you couldn't be more wrong.
-shirley
Posted by
Anonymous |
10:37 AM
You should doubt yourself...you're not that talented...in anything
Posted by
Kav |
5:22 PM