It is funny we all seem to suffer from the same illness. Women in fast cars. I call it an illness for this reason. I saw a girl in a dark blue camero one day, I was going to the gas station. I look over and I think to myself man this girl is smoken hot. So I get out of my car to get gas and she is across the way. Her door opens, one leg comes out, second leg comes out, she stands up. HOLLY CRAP! this girl was the size of my house. She went from a strong 8 to a 3. After I stopped banging my head against the wall I then realized I needed help. I am ONE, and I have a problem with women in fast cars. Can someone please be my sponsor?
On a side note, did I mention that I have a scoop on my car? If I get a scoop and just carry it around will that work too Shelby? I will drive up to the car show, I will be the one carrying the hood scope with the anxious look on my face.......
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