Of course, in order to make room for our new comrade, we had to say goodbye to an old one. We took the Fetus to Puppy Lake, also known as CarMax. The Fetus is called the Fetus because it looks like a fetal SUV... We didn't make it up, but it stuck. Anyway, the Fetus will spend his days at Puppy Lake, romping and rolling in the mud with the other puppies, until some very happy new owner buys him and puts photos of him on his/her blog.
As for me, I am sad after all. I never knew how I loved the Fetus until it was time to say goodbye. Of course, if Senor has his way, we will be saying hello and goodbye to many car friends over the course of our lives... so I'd better get used to it. I haven't been this sad since Pierre died.
(Pierre was my Puegeot. He went to live with the blind kids.)
Goodbye, Fetus. Don't fail us now.
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Next stop - ze vurld domination!
At least Senor didn't burn Fetus to the ground in front of your house. Aaahhh, the stories. I like the name Werner. I'm still pissed that Senor got a Bimmer before I did.
Auto frisch sind spass. Werner blicken Wunderbar. Haben eine Gluckliche Reise bei ihm.
Das ist alles.
Auf Weidersehen.
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