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My Next Car

Been under a lot of pressure lately. The family is sorta pissed at me for not following thru on last year's promise of a new car. Just had my birthday and they gave me a stack of brochures with a candle on top - no cake. Wanna know what they want? A freaking SUV with TV!

The, Hey guys, what's the problem? We own it! No more payments, line don't work on kids. They're sick and tired of ducking all the time - gettin back problems according to Mrs. Will. Apparently they're really embarrassed about it. Stupid me, shoulda known. Seems that's why Mrs. Will wears sunglasses and a scarve when she heads out.

So been seriously thinking about upgrading. Maybe its about time - the duct tape and super glue repairs ain't cutting it anymore. I'm Lucky I got a sticker last month cause the exhaust makes it sound like an Abrams tank. Keeps folks on their toes. That's good so, cause the horn don't work.

Ya know it's a family heirloom - tuff lettin go. Gramps drove it, my brother, my sister, and me. Was thinking of passing on to Will Jr. Heck, it don't need a lot work. She's real solid. Drove it into a tree once. Knocked the tree over. Good ole American quality!

So, I think I found it! Fits the bill, its really freaking cool. The kids are gonna go nuts over it.