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Saturday, January 31, 2009

How hot is your car?

Rob and I were having a conversation about the relative attractiveness of our respective cars. My car is cute; it's little and red with tinted windows and snazzy wheels, although it does have something of a large rear end (a little junk in the trunk, if you will).

Rob's car, I informed him, was like the last bar hag left at the end of the night when the lights come on. She has stringy hair and smells of 3-day old whiskey.

His car is like the prostitute who never gets her mugshot in one of those online mugshot roundups, because she never gets arrested, because she's so heinous that she doesn't have any customers.

His car is like a dead hooker.

And with that, I think I won.

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