In a fit of huge generosity, my dad bought me my first car, a Toyota Corolla Sportif. It runs perfect, without any clunks or clangs. No scratches at all. I am so happy.
All car and no stalls make Phil a happy boy.
Phil smells 39631 times worse than a rotting elephant carcass's arsehole.
Wow, shit, I wish my father would buy me a car... lucky sumbitch.
Anyways, awesome! Cool runnings! All that jazz! Hugh Jazz! Has anyone seen a Hugh Jazz in here?
Sumbitch eh?
car + no stalls = bitch
Are you calling Phil a bitch? Good on ya.
bitch bitch bitch, we love to bitch.
Cars.
I've barely even got my provisional...
Yes, I suppose I am calling Phil a bitch.