I'm pretty diehard GM myself considering my whole family works on the line. However this girl who was in love with me, let me borrow her car, and I broke the fucking taillight, so it was her ford, not mine. It's a long and boring story, the moral is, don't borrow a car from a girl, unless you're a great driver, or she's fucking you and will never leave you, and she isn't crazy as a fucking loon. That's all I have to say. Sunday we're not leaving the junkyard till we find the part, then she can kiss my ass. Seriously though, don't borrow a car from a girl unless you're getting married, it's so much easier that way. I'm living proof.
god I'm so drunk.
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Convictions are more dangerous enemies of truth than lies.
Frederich Nietzsche
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