Your starter blog.
Well, now your car is just going to sulk all the time.
I understand.. but just think about how hard a Boston, New York or Southern accent must be on the cars :)
Agreed, but I reserve the right to yell at my car when it breaks.
It's just that my car doesn't understand me. The story of my life... :)
I have the absolute worst conversations with the automatic check-out lane at Shaw's supermarket. The women's voice is snarky and smug *every single day*. "Please take your items."No matter how often I shout back "I'm taking them, I'm taking them", she chides me again the next time.Have a feeling it would be the same thing if I owned you car.
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