Well it does have tires
When I got home from work yesterday, Chris sent me out to pick up a 12-piece family bucket at KFC. I trolled for other family members to join me and, as usual, only Katie wanted to go with me.
On the way there, Katie’s choice for the topic of conversation was the color of my new car. She asked me why I got a red car if green was my favorite color. She also asked if I still liked blue. She asked why there were small holes in leather seats. She remarked that she couldn’t see out the side windows because she sat lower than in the car than she does in the minivan. At the fast food parking lot, Katie opened her rear door and said “you car looks exactly like that one,” pointing to the car in the adjacent spot.
So what kind of car did she say looked like mine?
One of these. (The olive drab one parked next to us wasn’t in as good a shape.)
So much for impressing the ladies with my car.