There it was, just sitting in the damn driveway. Like a huge rack on some deranged blonde chick.
What does this mean?
What should I do?
Could it just be?
Yes, indeed....
I shall drive it!
So, as I stared at this thing. One single annoying thought exploded in my mind.
How?
How am I suppose to fit in this thing? it was only up to my stomach, and if I lay down;
Damn this would almost be as long as me. What the hell?!
So, I said screw this and