Ok, as we have grown up there are various milestones in our lives that separate children from teenagers and teenagers from adults and adults from middle-aged people and middle-aged people from old people and old people from dead people. One of the most important of these is getting that all-important driver's license. That plastic card that is incalculably priceless (and yes I meant to modify priceless with incalculable, so there, Justin). Anyway this post is about my good friend Brittany. you see, Brittany has had her permit for three years (THREE WHOLE YEARS OF HER LIFE HAS BEEN WASTED) [ok: I'm reasonably calm now]. Now being a good friend I have endeavored to "encourage" (read: shame) her into getting her license. And then I found out the crowning piece of knowledge.
Her parents told her that they would buy, BUY, her her own car when she got her license AND SHE STILL DOESN'T HAVE IT.
So blogging society/culture. Do me a favor make a comment on this post or visit Brittany's blog through my links (New Feature to this Blog) and tell her how much she needs her license.
6 comments:
Your own car!!!!!!!!!!
What are you freakin' thinking?
she's a blonde.
Thank you ladies and gentlemen of the jury, I rest my case.
give me your car, brittany. i won't tell anybody, i might even give you some money. just give me the car.
Why should she get her license and a car when she can just mooch off me and King Rupert all the time? :) My passenger seat would miss her if she started driving.
this is borderline unacceptable...
Do I look much like Brittany? I know how to use Photoshop.
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