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a riddle:

a man is driving his son to school. they get into an accident and the man dies. the son is rushed to the hospital and when he arrives for emergency surgery the doctor says “i cant operate on this boy, he is my son!” 
how is this possible? 

omg one time our english teacher told us this to try and show what a modern thinker he was and we were all like “it’s a woman” and he was like oh wow i thought he was gay i hadn’t thought of that

What Your Car Says About You











My car says “I’m poor as shit so I’ll take what I can get.” Nevertheless, I love my little baby. I’ve had it since high school, and I call it the Tomato Mobile, because it’s about the same color as a tomato. I went to a friend’s wedding a couple years ago, and ran into some people I hadn’t seen since high school. Two of them said, rather incredulously, “You’re still driving the Tomato?” Nice to know my little car made an impression.

ditto. except my car is a pumpkin, not tomato

That’s for damn sure.

My car’s just a French heap of shit and I hate it.

At least you fuckers have cars. Be grateful you can afford it next time you’re driving somewhere in the pouring rain and you see someone trudging along soaked to the skin and shivering because they can’t afford a car.

any funny or interesting post on this website will guarantee one person bitching or whinging about it

lol my car is a cherry

and I’m not even old enough to drive. even if I was, there are hundreds of dollars to pay for driver’s ed, hours of practice and more hundreds of dollars to even get a USED car…

*sigh* …15 and feeling down

My car is the same shade of green as dying grass.

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