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Originally posted by Did you just call me Coltrane?
You should have seen the smile on my face when the future wife screamed "get your fucking Thunderbird out of the fucking way!" to some asshole driving a Bentley. The look on his face -- good times. Not only did she lay into him, but she (honestly) mistook his car for a Ford (I think b/c of the Bentley "wings" symbol)...
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Some cat parks his Black Arnage across the street from my house. I assure you, I have never mistaken it for a fucking Chrysler.
I like to view its appearance as a reminder that I remain a rather insignificant failure in the bigger picture. Or at least, I really picked my parents badly... Either one provides an excellent justification to drown my ambitions in worthless social pursuits.
