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Originally posted by sebastian_dangerfield
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.
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Really? You feel like some sort of failure because you don't have some status symbol car? I'm now readjusting my sebby image.
The only car-related thing Mr Man and I have agreed we would spend money on if we were to win the lottery tomorrow is a Town Car (or similar) and driver. Let someone else deal with LA driving and parking. We do that now on a smaller scale with the cab stand outside the apartment, but when we're living up in the hills (post-lottery win), we're unlikely to have that ammenity anymore.
