Ok so Jeff is out of town and left me his car to drive to work and around town. There is nothing like it, it is like driving a Mexicans car with out the frilly bells around the edges and dice in the rear view mirror. It is so embarrassing to drive I want to put on a disguise to go out. It all started out when I went out to drive it to work this morning and my hair gets caught on something above my head I look up and it's one of the 100's of staples he used to staple the cloth to the ceiling. I drive up to work and every ones is looking to see who is parking in the bosses spot and then they see me. It is not funny. Then I get a call from my dear son asking if I would like to trade my car with one Sam has which could not be worse then the pimp mobile then what I have. You can only imagine my answer.
Yes Janet this car is worse then the blue bomb you gave me. So you know I thought about having the little balls wrapped around the edges for him and I would hang up dice but hey there is no rear view mirror! He better come home SOON!
