You know you drive home at midnight too often when you begin to toggle your high-beams at the usual intervals...in broad daylight.

Grandmother: You're really beating the piss out of those cushions. I wish you'd put your feet on the floor! >{

Me: My feet don't reach the floor... -_-'

Is it just me, or is the Superbowl even more of a quasi-religious nationalistic ritual of American auto-fellatio than usual this year?

One...last...final...pu~ussSSSHHHHHHHHH ( Read more... )

Grandmother: "I don't know why your mother always has to lie."
Me: "Gee, I wonder. Could it be pathologically conditioned into us as a defense mechanism against your bitching?"

My mother does it, I do it, my grandmother's sister and brother did it, my grandfather's learned to do it...There's a common denominator here, I'm just saying.
We know ( Read more... )

Well, I'm probably out of a car now. Damn you wet roads! Hopefully grandmother's "Connections" still have something I can use. Probably a tiny cah for a tiny moi.

My car's a Toyota though. That's a Hilux to you Brits and Top Gear fans. For reference:

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(My car is actually about the same colour as the video frame too.)

Classes I have ( Read more... )