Maybe they can now, driving something as amazing as the Tesla Roadster. With acceleration like a Porsche, top speed over 120mph, and fuel economy equivalent of 130mpg, it's hard not to like this new car. And it looks great too. I guess the only knocks are the price and that it won't outrun any real sports car at top speed, and the limited range. But that won't stop me from desiring this car. All I need now is that $92,000...
Also available soon are the Ford Airstream and Chevy Volt. Though neither is as exciting nor clever as the Tesla, they should be just as earth-nice. Maybe a nice second or third place.
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I'll buy you one with my super-lucrative job so you can drive Piebald "Bulky Britches" Strange to the recycling joint in it.
Now I've just got to get a super-lucrative job.
based on the relative size of the car's luggage containment facility compared to our recyclables generating capacity, matrixed against the assumed enjoyability of transportation involved in such a task, i'd conjecture that circumstance would require many, frequent trips to the recycling joint
how's about you just start saving, then, and plan to buy one for Noel one day?
I'll have you know I have missed seeing the Stanley Cup twice this week, each time by less than two hours. The world is a cruel place. Let's do lunch.
woah. misread your comment, bk, and thought you were asking me to just do lunch sometime.
i must be watching too much arrested development.
Deacon Strange,
We're having some issues in our home and need some guidance. Can you come over tonight and help us sort out some of our problems? It may take several visits to get us straightened out... We're free every night this week. I know you have your own family at home, but I trust you hold your responsibilty to the Church as preeminent. See you tonight.
Evenings typically find the deacon too busy sitting around on his rear drinking, um, "coke" and playing shoot-em-up video games. That is, when he isn't sleeping.
But don't say I said, okay?
Hee hee. I do have connections with the big guys...but I'll keep the deacon's indulgences on the DL.
What? I don't want to get the pinkeye. No one ever said anything about danger.
Deacons have to be prepared to share all things with the peeps. If the peeps got the conjunctivitis, then you need it too. Weep with those who weep, etc. Lauren, we'll be over later.
Yeah, Micah.
Hey, guess who's got "the pinkeye" now? That's right...Rhoda! Seriously--the doggy pinkeye. Rafe has to put ointment in her left eye 3x/day.
You're falling behind on the job...failing the Semmes family miserably...but at least you ain't got the pinkeye.
There once was this Strange baptist deacon
Who stayed home from church without thinkin'
Of all of the flock
Who were all taking stock
And now his reputation is stinkin'
wow!
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