So I had my dad take a look at my new used car because he’s the best mechanic ever and he’s like
So did you notice all the panels are loose or missing pins?
I think this car was running drugs in its last life.
The wheel wells, the trunk, the front panel …
Also did you notice there’s a round patch job right in front of the mirror? May be a bullet hole.
So my new car is way more gangster than I thought.
So something really weird is happening.
I somehow kicked so much ass working for myself I have inadvertently saved enough to buy a car.
Not a car with over 100K miles, not a car with a salvaged title, not a car whose body is falling off, but actually has a decent engine. A car that I actually want, with 30K miles, and no problems.
One that will cost more than all four of my cars combined.
This is so weird to me that I literally feel like I’m doing something wrong.
I don’t own nice cars, that’s not the course of my life, *I* own junk that I barely keep alive, but here we are. I’m buying a car.
—natalie michelle
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