I had to drive over to the bank to do an errand today.
(You mean you had to cover the post dated check that you gave those poor dopes at the Nissan dealership?)
Okay, okay. I wrote a check that would have bounced like a superball in space, but we had an understanding!
(Where have I heard THAT one before!)
Really, you are such a stickler for exactitude that I can hardly breathe around you sometimes.
(Deal with it .... I was going to say Cupcake, but after the purchase of this 'vehicle' I think I may start calling you Fruitcake instead.)
Stick in the mud.
Anyway, I sat out in the Cube when I got home and fed it phone numbers by voice so it could dial my peeps hands free when I am going down the road. I just push a button on the steering wheel and tell it what to do. I have to have my phone somewhere in the car and it works. I felt like.... "Bond. James Bond."
I can plug in my Zune and it plays all my tunes also. Anyone remember this ad?
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That's what I think when I see the Cube. Weird how the mind works.
Especially when you notice little endearing things on the car. The cube has a fanny. I have taken to calling it a 'Cubeooty'.
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(This is embarrassing. It's just a car for crikey's sake!)
(), you can kiss my Cubeooty. Step AWAY from the Fruit Cupcake.....I'm having fun!
We could ALL use some fun. . . for a change.