I seen an ad the other day, an option on this particular car was ventilated seats. I guess that was for the fart factor.
I have my neighbors hands down when it comes to cars in the drive way, all but one is insured, street legal, the works ( I barn hide the others)..... but dam, I always seem to battle next door for lawn wars...I'm a bit behind this year Rev, he's doing good, busy boy...extra busy boy these days, but doing good
Even, at the dinner table? I heard, boring relationships don't last long. I always wondered what you were doing right, Sir. Are you making a living as a marriage counselor and aren't telling us?
My wife knew when she found me among a school yard full of giggling cheer leaders and models it would be difficult keeping up with me. When I say jump she still asks 'how high.' I've kept her for 59 years this past October only because I finally have her trained. I'm not qualified to counsol others. I don't know what loneliness or heartbreak is. We did spend a weekend at Elvis' Heartbreak Hotel in Memphis one summer. Getting back to vehicles, my wife has never complained no matter what rust bucket I've dragged home. In fact, she often convinced me I needed it. It wasn't until much later in life that I found she wasn't as dumb as she looks. She told her friends 'at least I know when he's out working in the garage he's not at a bar or with ladies of the nite.' I've never needed to buy her a car. She doesn't want to drive.