My racing stripes…
I miss my GMC Yukon. I drive a piece of crap 1998 maroon Ford Windstar van. Ryan says he’s never going to buy me anything new again… Never ever. I told him that if it was new I’d take better care of it but in the mean time, I am just trying to kill this thing. I usually go through a vehicle every year. I keep telling him I’ve had this thing for 2 years now. That’s a record. He’s not impressed.
This van has got some racen’ stripes. Poles and posts keep jumping out chasing me down and scraping along side my van. I’ve got baadings (Joanneism) and boinks on all four sides. I think it adds character and tells people around me to get the hell out of my way. Ryan doesn’t appreciate my point of view.