Instead, I wouldn't mind owning one Honda after another until I can no longer drive. (This reminds me that Grandma Esther today reiterated her desire to buy a new car, after either selling her current non-running car to one of the 12 current offers she has or giving it to the church. That's new. Of course, the fact that she's 91 and hasn't driven in several years didn't seem to register.)
Unless, of course, I get a Volvo wagon. Come on!
But back to this terrible post: if your wife really loved you, she'd probably get you a Honda jet for your 30th birthday.
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I'm no dolt. Nor am I devastatin.
Instead, I wouldn't mind owning one Honda after another until I can no longer drive. (This reminds me that Grandma Esther today reiterated her desire to buy a new car, after either selling her current non-running car to one of the 12 current offers she has or giving it to the church. That's new. Of course, the fact that she's 91 and hasn't driven in several years didn't seem to register.)
Unless, of course, I get a Volvo wagon. Come on!
But back to this terrible post: if your wife really loved you, she'd probably get you a Honda jet for your 30th birthday.
Twitchy little freaks!
what? that's a terribly random collection of thoughts. your next wagon? your next honda? my next honda?
Devastatin Dave has two of these hondas... err... make that two 1984 honda civic hatchbacks...
I wonder when a certain firm in Stuttgart will start turning our airplanes? Of course they'll have to be mid or rear-engine.
People should read this.
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