
Sweet Sexy Thang!

I love my car. Not the same way a guy loves a car. I love that it's built like a brick house and can move 5 kids legally without being a gas guzzling environment destroying rollover nightmare of an SUV or a boring *yawn* mini van. It also has a 3rd rear facing seat in the wagon part. Yup. My car has a back-back, AKA the WAY back. As one car pooling kid said " WOW what other car has this?" My point exactly kid. This is the kind of love people write poetry about. Here's my official Volvo Haiku:
Swedish engineered
Built like an Army tank
Leather seats are nice.
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