I grew up in a small town. Things were hard. We needed to make little jokes. I learned to make my car a little funny. I’m sorry if I sent the wrong message, like I was some sort of representative or something.
I put a “honk if you’re horny” bumper sticker on it and then some jerk followed me around honking for days. He said he was so horny, his stomach hurt. He even sat behind my car honking at my mother’s funeral until I gave him one of the porno mags from the boot of my car.
I grew up in a small town. Things were hard. We needed to make little jokes. I learned to make my car a little funny. I’m sorry if I sent the wrong message, like I was some sort of representative or something.
What did you do to make your car funny?
I put a “honk if you’re horny” bumper sticker on it and then some jerk followed me around honking for days. He said he was so horny, his stomach hurt. He even sat behind my car honking at my mother’s funeral until I gave him one of the porno mags from the boot of my car.