(Bee-t-r) Verb- One‚Äôs decrepit motor coach; another word for rolling POS; quite frankly, one key turn from the car compactor.
There are few things I dislike in the this great nation: country music, brake lights on the interstate, KFC, brussel sprouts, and last of all, soccer. Why does soccer get the article? Because I just came from a ‚Äúpro‚Äù soccer game with my wife and her family. Why you ask, if I hate soccer so much, did I go to this event? Well, because her grandpa was inducted into the hall of fame and all the family was there‚Ä¶ so, well, okay it was free!
So you think this article is going to suck? I bet you found yourself here by mistake. As a matter of fact, I think you don‚Äôt even like this website at all. Well, not really, I am sure you are a mild mannered individual that needs to be textually stimulated just as I do.
You are probably wondering what the car code is? Well, I will tell you. The car code is the unspoken, unwritten (till now) often-misunderstood rules for dudes when they are in other dudes cars.
Well, it finally happened, I let her drive. That‚Äôs something I normally do not let her do‚Ä¶ along with talking and seeing her friends‚Ä¶ not because I am a dictator, but because I love her. Yes, love her.
So you’re traveling? Sounds like fun… I bet you are getting really tired and I will also guess you are looking for a great deal on a room. Well here is the thing, you will have to be wise about where you are going to stay.
Oh the joy of procreation. A new baby in your house, the pitter patter of little feet eating all of your food, sucking down all your milk and not to mention your money. Actually, kids remind me of a school bully, except with kids you get beat up at night while you are trying to sleep and they take your money the moment they get out of bed.