
Unable to hold back the genetic tide, I find myself gardening in my carpet slippers, asking for a knife and fork in McDonalds and agreeing with the Daily Telegraph. I'm beyond help - what about you?
Thanks to b3th for the suggestion
( , Thu 30 Apr 2009, 13:39)
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when i was a lad, my dad was in the throes of buying a new car. As a bit of a car fan at that age, i was deeply interested, browsing the catalogues, and trying to influence the choice. Finally, it was narrowed down to a Renault Fuego, or a VW Passat estate. Me, i thought the fuego was the epitome of cool, all coupe lines and vents; the passat was a total dadwagon. Naturally, he bought the passat, in green.
fast forward to last august, when i decided that the little soft top renault that i had was in fact responsible for me developing sciatica...
i love my green passat estate.
( , Fri 1 May 2009, 20:20, Reply)
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