OK.
The car broke down again. Well almost. It suffered the same symptoms it did the last two times it broke down, so I high-tailed it back to school. So I won’t be going home. And I won’t be having my teeth drilled tomorrow.
I will, however, be going back to the garage where it was “fixed” and getting some answers from them. I have a feeling that will be like pulling teeth.
Apathy, brought on by eating too much pizza, makes for poor puns…
Joshua Alan Doetsch 
get a new car. go sell your suit back and buy a new car. do what you can. sell your body. sell your stories. sell anything (but your hair…torrie would kill me if i suggested that…), just get a new car….sell your brother if you have to….:)
But…he likes his convertible…I say go kick some ass at the car place that didn’t fix it properly.
From P.I to prostitute.
Selling your brother is not a half bad idea…especially around these parts. You could make a decent living off of that alone.
Re: From P.I to prostitute.
Ha! Haha! That’s all I can say to that… hahahahahaha
Buy a new Sebring Convertible. They start at like 26,000.00. New. Why not, eh? =-)
Sebring Convertibles kick ass. I’ve had very little trouble from my 1998 Sebring.
right. it can be a convertible… isnt it always a convertible? you just like saying “wanna see me pull my bonnet down?”
I think most activities are better topless.
What about skiing? Sledding? Snowmobiling? For me, trampolining would be another really lousy thing…
hahaha. fourwheeling on muddy/rocky terrain? what about mowing the lawn? i guess now i am just thinking of things that might make torrie and her biggies uncomfortable… 😉
You always manage to do a fine job of that yourself.
hahaha…i am drunk now, so it is all the more funnier. i wish you could be drunk with me…but i guess that is for saturday, eh :):):):):):)
Yes! But I realized the mead is not Atkins-compatible, so perhaps I’ll have to drink it myself…