Sunday, February 18, 2007

Vice Versa...

He's navy blue, fully loaded, dead sexy, and sometimes, if I listen real close, he whispers sweet nothings in my ear...


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After poor Carl got smoked on Wednesday, the fine people at Enterprise came to pick me up in preparation for the rental car I would be driving for the next week or so.

The car they gave me far surpassed anything Carl has ever been to me.

It's almost as though, for the next week or so, Carl doesn't exist.

I swear, if the car was small enough, we'd be spooning in bed together, giggling like teenagers, and probably, by now, making it to second base.

I don't want to give it back.

Don't make me.

4 comments:

Erica AP said...

He is a sexy little beast...

Peter Matthes said...

I have to ask.

What is second base with a rented economy / compact car?

Spinning the wheels?

Buffing the hood?

Lynda said...

It may be time to dump Carl.

Dave Evanns said...

I think second base would be popping the hood to see whats underneath.