So I drive a 1968 Volkswagen Bug. And I have realized in my year of driving that baby around town that old people love me. They come up to me and ask, "What year?" "Oh, really? I had a '58 bug. And my biggest regret in life was getting rid of it."Oh you precious little old lady who sat in her car until I came out of the grocery store. You are just too much. But thank you for making me smile. And also shit my pants, you crazy stalker! If I could, I'd make you my grandmother, but you scare me a little bit...
Ah, yes, one more thing.
Dear Mac products:
It has come to my attention that you hate me. Because my iPod is throwing a temper tantrum and is not working. It says "Use iTunes to Restore." So I plug the mutha into my computer, and then it tells me that it's "charging." I leave it there for a while, come back, and it's still charging. THIS IS BULLSHIT!
Any ideas?
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