While at the place that pays me, minding my own business picking LOTS of cotton at my desk (it is the last month of the fiscal year), in walked a visitor. Once I saw the sock/pants/shoes combination, I thought 'WTF' then 'NO ONE will believe this!!!'. Thank goodness I had my camera (to take pictures of Bruce, the BMW) at work with me.
Now, for your viewing pleasure, take a gander:
That is all!
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ODE TO BRUCE...
Bruce, oh, how I will miss thee. P and I have spent LOTS of time with you over the last 2 years. We bonded while cruising down the autobahn at 150 kph and sitting in hours long staus (traffic jams). We've taken trips to Paris, Rome, Amsterdam, Venice, Zurich, Lucern, Garmisch (although you did have a slight problem with the snowy Swiss Alps), Munich, Brussels, Disneyland, Sixx Flags, Warner Bros. Park, Legoland and other exciting cities and parks.
You will be sorely missed (I'll really miss not having a car payment every month). I apologize for calling you names like Break My Wallet. The day you arrived, P claimed you as her own (she claimed Louis, too), even though she never offered gas money to take her to endless birthday parties, Disneyland, and that impromtu trip to the Swiss Alps? All P's idea.
I introduce to you...Bruce, the BMW:
Anyone want to buy him?