Thirty-one.
I paid THIRTY-ONE DOLLARS to fill up my not-gas-guzzling Middle-American Chivalay Malibu tonight. I was stunned and outraged until I thought about how much it costs to fill up a Lincoln Navigator at the same place. Ha! I hope they all roll over and die.
For Christ's sake, we conquered the #3 producer of oil in the fucking world and we pay $3 a gallon? Who's running this country anyway? Hmm. I could be rambling here.
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cars,
governments
5 comments:
that's because everyone is preoccupied with answering the following question -
Why in the hell are they still pitching to PUJOLS?
I drive my family around in a Ford Windstar mini-van. Thanks for the kind wishes Shocho.
;)
Let me make this perfectly clear: a minivan is NOT an SUV. All the hatred I have for SUVs has NOTHING TO DO with minivans. Minivans are what people who have to transport groups of humans should be buying instead of SUVs.
So I'm not driving an SUV? Well shit. I want my money back.
Minivan's rule.
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