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"By the time you can drive…"

Oh Yeah Mom… Where the hell is my flying car?!?

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I drive Optimus Prime

I think my car likes it when we’re the car in front leading a bunch of others. It’s like being the Commander in Chief leading them into battle! We are badass and awesome!

Mothership: 1, Neighborhood Bunny Population: -1

A conversation between my very good friend and her 4 year-old I have to share …
 
F: Mommy? What was that?
 
H: I think it was a rock (please let her believe it was a rock, please let her believe it was a rock)
 
F: Nope, I’m pretty sure you just hit a bunny. I hope it wasn’t our bunny’s mommy (we have a bunny that lives in the backyard)
 
H: Uh, hmm, me too sweetie, me too (inside I am thinking…gotcha ya little sucker!)

PLEASE. Can’t Park it? Don’t Drive it!

Or if you absolutely must, please park it in the back. Don’t squeeeeeeze it into a teenie-weenie little spot and damage my car or park like a jackass! And also, I promise, you don’t need 4 1/2 spaces in the front row! NOT EVEN A SCHOOL BUS NEEDS THAT MANY!

Something sexy…errr UNsexy about the rain

I like to watch the windshield wipers in the car because it looks like the car is slapping itself in the face!!!

“Quit hitting yourself. Quit hitting yourself. Quit hitting yourself!…”

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