Sunday, July 22, 2007

In Spite of All Evidence to the Contrary, I am not Jim Anchtower and I am not dating a Black Chick. I am, however, glad to know that I'm not the only person who finds this argument logical

"Shit, if I knew when I was going to be late, I wouldn't be late. I ain't some fortune teller."

or has this kind of problem

On top of that, I had to do a major overhaul on the Festiva. It was running a little weak, so I decided to give it a tune-up. Change the plugs, the rotor, distributor cap, the oil. Plus the backseat was all full of soda cups and burger wrappers, so I had to throw all that stuff out.



OK OK my car which is running a little weak and is full of trash is a Fiesta but Fiesta and Festiva are synonyms right ?

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