it's a fabulous thang.
I am officially a licensed driver! Yay. Thank God. I think I would have died if I failed. I mean, I would have literally died. Then the tester would have felt pretty bad, wouldn't he?
Or maybe he wouldn't have. Anyway, he was an asshole. For some reason, when the test was over, he asked me what to do after you put the car in park. Then I didn't know what he meant, and he ripped the parking brake up and screamed, "You put on the parking brake!"
Only, no one has ever told me to do that before. He was weird and foreign; his voice sounded like Pedro's. So yeah, he was really mean, but it doesn't matter, because I didn't fuck up. It took me like 10 years to back park, though.
Whatever. It's over. It's finally fucking over. I almost couldn't take it because my mom lost my birth certificate. We had an hour for her to get to Hartford, get another one, and come back. She got back like 2 minutes before the hour was up. It was really weird. Some retarded guy went in to get his license; he was literally retarded. And it seemed pretty bad, too. Well, I may sound mean, but I don't know how much I want to drive around retarded people.
I won the prize. Robin walked in on a girl going to the bathroom. It was the funniest moment of my entire life.
That's what my car will look like if I ever decide to join the Force. Except mine's a 4 door. 2 doors creep me out.
I'm really bored.
Or maybe he wouldn't have. Anyway, he was an asshole. For some reason, when the test was over, he asked me what to do after you put the car in park. Then I didn't know what he meant, and he ripped the parking brake up and screamed, "You put on the parking brake!"
Only, no one has ever told me to do that before. He was weird and foreign; his voice sounded like Pedro's. So yeah, he was really mean, but it doesn't matter, because I didn't fuck up. It took me like 10 years to back park, though.
Whatever. It's over. It's finally fucking over. I almost couldn't take it because my mom lost my birth certificate. We had an hour for her to get to Hartford, get another one, and come back. She got back like 2 minutes before the hour was up. It was really weird. Some retarded guy went in to get his license; he was literally retarded. And it seemed pretty bad, too. Well, I may sound mean, but I don't know how much I want to drive around retarded people.
I won the prize. Robin walked in on a girl going to the bathroom. It was the funniest moment of my entire life.
That's what my car will look like if I ever decide to join the Force. Except mine's a 4 door. 2 doors creep me out.
I'm really bored.