We can't let this go without putting in our own comments...now can we? <lol>

http://www.sacbee.com/107/story/92889.html#comments_here

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"She'll be ready for Hot August Nights," he said. Yet one marriage, three
children and 13 years later, there she sits in our driveway -- a rusting,
cavernous testament to his procrastination.

Sometimes, she trips the kids or gouges me with a jagged appendage just for
fun. She's a wicked, contemptible coupe.

To men who fawn over her like adolescents in the presence of a supermodel,
she represents dreams. But I know better. Her dull gray exterior belies her
extravagant taste; I've seen the withdrawal slips.

One of us has to go, and it ain't gonna be me. Studebaker, anyone?
Anyone?