So, my dad bought a car today. Of course, he neglected to discuss the plan with, much less mention it to, my mother; she is, predictably, quite peeved. It is a faux woody, the height of tackiness; the unpaneled metal is the most peculiar and annoying shade of purple. Bizarre is a word that springs to mind.

My father now owns six automobiles, all Chevrolets:
'85 Camero IROC Z-28 - bought new (has been sitting in the garage for three years while he installs a new engine and transmission)
'88 Astro - bought new (The Last Angry Van)
'86 Celebrity - bought 1993 (the Mousemobile)
'95 Lumina - bought new
'95 Impala SS - bought 1999
'95 Caprice Classic (stationwagon) - bought 2004

Formerly Known as Empire City
Precision is important. It is important not to confuse The Insomniac with The Somnambulant Man. Also, Formerly Known as the Justice League was hilarious.

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Have a loud day.