Maybe to get away from these ugly ass cars!
What was it JoAnne used to say? Why, baby Jesus, why? I'm trying to think of a reason why these beaters are suddenly lined up at the edge of my favorite country lane. Maybe they're hoping someone will steal them? Maybe they're all at the starting line waiting for the race flag to go down? Maybe they're waiting for the rendering truck? Or, heaven forbid, maybe that property's in foreclosure and the bank is hauling away all the junk. I do now remember seeing a bank owned property real estate sign in the near vicinity.
Things that make you go hmmmmm.
4 comments:
Looks like your running a car lot now. Poor chicken having to run across the road to get away from this.
Si Bennie. That chicken is fleeing the scene! I'm glad I live across the road in the neighborhood with the HOA. The Bumpuses next door are bad enough, but at least we can sick the HOA on them.
I could work wonders with that convertible. Please drive it down for me!
Wayne, I thought to myself that maybe that car would be perfect on the island! With a can of spray paint and a Mexican mechanic, I bet it could be right purty!
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