Now this is what I’m talking about. This is now officially MARTINIS AND MINIVANS!!!
Let’s all take a moment to appreciate what is the world’s best invention – the minivan. Yes, yes, I know, figuring out how to cure polio was a good one, as well as whoever invented reality television. However, personally, I have to say that the minivan is one that just blows my mind. I think I will spend the next ten years of my life figuring out what all these buttons and crap do.
But I will be honest – Saturday was the day from hell. We started at 10 am and hit 4 dealerships. At the first dealership. we tried to swindle our way to the most suped up minivan ever – to which we were basically bitch slapped and told to go home. Not a success.
After that experience, we checked out two more cars – one of which smelled like a prostitute who smoked while she did her “business” in the backseat. (Which is quite spacious, I must admit…)
Finally, after 5 hours of feeling the slime of car salesman ooze into our skin, we found her.
Her name is Sweet Caroline. She is a blue ray of sunshine.
It’s a shame that I won’t let my kids ever get into it… Oh what?? We bought it for them? Crap. Sweet Caroline is going to be a dirty old hag then within a week. Damn kids.
