Bleh's gotten herself a new car. A shiny red one. Sure, it's one of those ugly gas-efficient hybrid things, but her previous ugly gas-efficient hybrid thing was just fine. In fact, it was only 3 years old. Why the new car? Who knows? Apparently it's okay for Bleh to just keep buying new cars and using up fossil fuels to do it. (Almost all new cars are made of plastic and rubber, petroleum products.) Sure, she'll get good gas mileage, but a new car? Really? She and The Husband must be in some pretty hefty debt by now. A new car added to The Boat, The Plane, and The Flatscreen... must be nice.
7.20.2011
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Gotta love those sanctimonious Hybrid drivers. They're the same ones who trade in cars every other year, but look down their noses at people who drive SUVs. I've been driving the same 17 mpg SUV for 11 years. I could sh*t styrofoam peanuts 10 times a day, burn tires in my front yard, and STILL do less damage than the Bleh's of the world!
Been a while since I whined in unison with you about my Bleh. So, my Bleh decides to somehow parrot your Bleh with her spawn in Ballet Camp or some s**t and OMG it never ends. Mind you, this non-stop barrage of personal phone call BS and informing the entire world comes on the heels of her being out of the office for over a month. I swear your Bleh and mine are kindred spirits. Or you're in my office hiding and I'm too daft to realize it.
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