Pimpmoblie
So my parents bought me a car. They somehow found a grey '94 Buick LeSabre in damn good condition for only $2500. It has burgundy and faux-wood interior, and the girl who had it before put in a nice cd/radio/thing with a removable faceplate.
I keep looking out my kitchen window and seeing it and thinking "omgomgOMGCAR. CARCARCAR." It's gonna cost a fortune to keep that big ass gas tank full, but I don't really give a shit.
I am eternally grateful to my mom and dad for forking over so much money, but if they don't stop with the "I hope you don't crash this one! Ha ha!" I will fucking punch them. I'm like, "Yes, please rub that salt into my wounds just that much deeper! Thanks, ha ha!"
I keep looking out my kitchen window and seeing it and thinking "omgomgOMGCAR. CARCARCAR." It's gonna cost a fortune to keep that big ass gas tank full, but I don't really give a shit.
I am eternally grateful to my mom and dad for forking over so much money, but if they don't stop with the "I hope you don't crash this one! Ha ha!" I will fucking punch them. I'm like, "Yes, please rub that salt into my wounds just that much deeper! Thanks, ha ha!"