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red one, a Porsche
I got three black Jaguars what was the plate, the plate? didn't catch the plate? out of state, in state, no plate no rate! big smarty pants didn't catch the plate! yeah, well, we see more cars speeding on the highway make him shut up about the dumb… …didn't catch the plate, stupid mor… …atorium car rules boys! no swearing no fun mama big people make the rules, squirt! hubby dear, as usual, is already thinking about stocks and bonds, his boring-moron investment club they're his brats too he never takes any time, especially not in the car you know where I left the yellow folder for Simpson and Brackens? (quite frankly my dear I couldn't give a damn!) mama, gotta pee get out and run to the ditch! you'll catch up… no way boys, you just hold it another few miles but that's hours at this stupid rate! the cars are going in REVERSE man! I gotta GOOOOOOO so run into the ditch, see if I care just don't get it bit off he's gonna get it bit off by a snake you're so weird of course their father must have earplugs why didn't we take the train? could've gone to the bar and drunk myself silly had a nice meal imagined I'm single and pretty again great Scots, a Silver Cloud puffing along in the emergency lane I get fifty points for that one didya get the plate on that one little brother? don't those brats ever shut up? they can't be mine! can't even hear my stomach rumble at least they're not yelling about food …yet I could do with a cheeseburger, ice-cream float, Doritos, Fritos an ice cold BEER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! anything but a thousand cars stuck in reverse some holiday weekend! yuck mama, that's Donna Summer too loud, boooooring try to imitate your father's silent-traveling meditation has he said a word in the last three hours? yuck, turn it OOFFFFF "last dance, last dance for love yes, it's my last chance for romance tonight" you want me to start singing along with her? sunday night in the car 5 may, 2006 (Writer's Cramp)
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