I feel a sting in my skin's eternal soul every time I get behind a truck and rocks fall from the back. The suspension in my heart is dampered every time I hit a pot hole. When it rains, I watch my lonely car from my window sitting out there in the cold, thinking... When I get my raise, I promise to pay an extra $90 for that garage for you. I protect her from the adoring stares of ricers. They will never get "behind" the wheel of my girl. I can see it in their beady little eyes. They want to run her engine all the way up to 9000 RPMs without even warming her up.

This must be love I'm feeling. This must be love.

 

This must be mental illness. LOL

 

lol

 

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he's been smoking tennessee's no.1 cash crop

 

Its scary.

 

That's Kentucky you're thinking of.

Not sure what Tennessee's cash crop is....probably tobacco.

 

well it used to be cannibis satiba (sp?)

 

Cannabis Sativa...pretty close.

Tennessee has been known for its cotton and soybean production as well as its marijuana production. I just didn't know it was their #1 like it is in Kentucky.

 

Don't worry man, I feel the same way. I avoid those potholes like plague. Damn road crews need to fill them up ASAP. Thankfully I haven't any major ones(knock on wood).