I have to drive myself to work against my will.
I have to drive myself to work against my will.
No one cares about your clown car nigger faggot.
No one cares about your clown car nigger faggot.
I have to drive myself to work against my will.
No one cares about your clown car nigger faggot.
Me: C'mon, Jerry (name of my car). I'm sick. I have a fever.
Car: No you're not, I can sense your temperature at 98.7°.
Me: My stomach hurts.
Car: You lied about having a fever, why should I believe you now?
Me: Take me home now or I'll short your battery terminals.
Car screeches to halt, locks doors
Car: Threats against the property of U.S.S.A. will not be tolerated. The police are on their way. Have a nice day.
Johnny cab
Don't give Elon any ideas.
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