If my body were a car, this is the time I would be thinking about trading it in for a newer model. I've got bumps and dents and scratches in my finish, and my paint job is getting a little dull. But that's not the worst of it. My headlights are out of focus, and it's especially hard to see things up close.
My traction is not as graceful as it once was. I slip and slide and skid and bump into things even in the best of weather.
My whitewalls are stained with varicose veins. It takes me hours to reach my maximum speed.
My fuel rate burns inefficiently.
But here's the worst of it --
Almost every time I sneeze, cough or laugh, either my radiator leaks or my exhaust backfires.
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Seriously, you crack me up! I love reading your wity posts!
Ah ha hah ahahahha. You make me laugh, Debbie.
Did you write this yourself???
That's hysterical!
You should write for a tv show or something Put that humor to good use!
No. My mom sent it to my email.
Well, it definitely sounds like something you would come up with. I stand by my tv show comment. :)
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