pink tink
I love my car. I really do.
It is a pink thunderbird
named “tink the pink.”
short for “tinkerbell the pink thunderbird.”
also known as “the birdie.”
when I bought the car I came into the dealership wearing a pink skirt and carrying a pink purse. The car sales looked at me smugly and said did you buy a pink purse to match your pink car.
I looked right back at him and said “No I bought a pink car to match my pink purse”
I love my car
she has a sunroof and her dash is all digital. when you start her it is like firing up a space ship all the lights and the gadgets glowing. oh yeah, its cool.
the seatbelts are automatic too.
I love my car because it makes me feel like a girl. a girl who can get from 0 to 60 in like 8 seconds.
a fast girl in the purest of meaning.
apparently it has a V6 and duel exahust.
but did I mention its pink. bright Fushia pink. Like the color of my favorite Estee Lauder lipgloss pink.
Oh Ive had cars before.
there was my first car Queen Vic the crown victorian.
And vinnie2 the volvo
and subie the suburu
and rex the crx
and vertie the lebaron convertible.
and my last car which I just called stupid crappy piece of poo I hate you car
but none of them hold a candle to my new love tink the pink.
what do you drive?
- and then I come and create a blog, just like you. It’s a good thing we don’t live on the same street, because I bet you’ll be afraid that I start dressing like you next! LOL! But seriously, I just thought that it was a great idea. And you know what they say…”Copy is the best form of flattery”
