Wednesday, August 19, 2009
I swear he's with me!
Okay, now I am lovin' the Audi. When I go fast, in and out of traffic, It's almost as if I can hear him say "Yeah baby," until I put it in the wrong gear. And the killer, I found myself twice this week reading his Hot Rod and Corvette magazines to see what compares with "my" cars! The madness has to stop. Where's my Art News Magazine!
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Jani: Sell the Audi before you hurt yourself.
Love you, Your mother
whose your driver? (NASCAR)
That's where I draw the line, Greg. Can't to the Nascar thing. I really don't want to invest in Nascar wear such as big, bad earring with the #8 or black and white checkered mini skirts with a Bud halter top! I'll keep hanging at the Art Institute!
GO Jani!
...But have you been proposed marriage by random guys in traffic yet? I loved driving the dude magnet car! ...corners like it's on rails! ;)
Man, I miss my brother!!!
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