"OOH, SWEET!" My swim buddy's son has spotted another groovy car. Nearly 99% of cars on the road or in parking lots meet this qualification. I don't understand most of his comments about the cars, or why this fascination starts so young in males of the species. This fascination lasts forever, unlike the dinosaur, railroad, farm implement, and space exploration phases.
My youngest is seventeen now, and the world has gone very high tech. We are both vaguely curious about Billy Joel smashing his '67 Citroen. What is a '67 Citroen? It sounds like a cross between a sump pump, an aqua VW Karmaan Ghia, a roll-your-own ciggie, and a terrific investment. We have been on-line looking for photos.
I have been in the "OOH, SWEET!" phase for nearly twenty years. You talk about your longest running sitcoms! You consider the "Friends" final episode, and the one for "MASH". Remember the ninety-nine years you spent toilet-training your kids?
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