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hoveringsombrerotoday is i hate my mother day
or week
or month
screw being enlightened, my mother may love me but she sure as hell doesn't like me
months ago (some of you may recall) my mother gave me a huge ugly rust spotted dodge station wagon, because it was too ugly to keep in front of her house (the neighbors might talk you know)
she tells me that i signed something that was supposed to transfer it into my name, a little after spanky moved here it just became too much trouble to drive (radiator, overheating, smoking) so it sat, i'm now trying to get rid of it, i thought i was going to have trouble cause it wasn't in my name,
she tells me it is in my name
i call the DMV
DMV says the car is registered STILL to her husband
i can't donate or sell a car that doesn't belong to me
it HAS to be off of this property tomorrow
she says it's my problem
refer to above statement of the car doesn't legaly belong to me
we can't find anyone with a car/truck strong enough to tow the heap of steel, my father and i sure as hell can't push it very far
so tonight is our last resort, he's going to bring the truck that's not strong enough to tow it and we're going to push it a few blocks away and let nature take it's course, how white trash is that?
quote from mother "oh push it down the street if you have to, just don't let it get a ticket"
sure mom, i'll stand guard all day to make sure the car i never wish to see again doesn't get a pretty red sticker and get towed away out of my life forever
and then coming back in after trying to jump the car with father i catch my ankle in a crack and land on my knee
*raises both her middle fingers in the general direction of her mother's house*
or week
or month
screw being enlightened, my mother may love me but she sure as hell doesn't like me
months ago (some of you may recall) my mother gave me a huge ugly rust spotted dodge station wagon, because it was too ugly to keep in front of her house (the neighbors might talk you know)
she tells me that i signed something that was supposed to transfer it into my name, a little after spanky moved here it just became too much trouble to drive (radiator, overheating, smoking) so it sat, i'm now trying to get rid of it, i thought i was going to have trouble cause it wasn't in my name,
she tells me it is in my name
i call the DMV
DMV says the car is registered STILL to her husband
i can't donate or sell a car that doesn't belong to me
it HAS to be off of this property tomorrow
she says it's my problem
refer to above statement of the car doesn't legaly belong to me
we can't find anyone with a car/truck strong enough to tow the heap of steel, my father and i sure as hell can't push it very far
so tonight is our last resort, he's going to bring the truck that's not strong enough to tow it and we're going to push it a few blocks away and let nature take it's course, how white trash is that?
quote from mother "oh push it down the street if you have to, just don't let it get a ticket"
sure mom, i'll stand guard all day to make sure the car i never wish to see again doesn't get a pretty red sticker and get towed away out of my life forever
and then coming back in after trying to jump the car with father i catch my ankle in a crack and land on my knee
*raises both her middle fingers in the general direction of her mother's house*
