Comments on: Step up, ghetto blaster http://elizabethbarone.net/2009/08/12/step-up-ghetto-blaster/?utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=step-up-ghetto-blaster Sarcasm, Creative Marketing, Rheumatoid Arthritis, and Creative Writing Thu, 09 Feb 2012 09:08:45 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 By: elizawhat http://elizabethbarone.net/2009/08/12/step-up-ghetto-blaster/#comment-1200 elizawhat Fri, 14 Aug 2009 02:54:16 +0000 http://perpetualsmile.net/?p=1342#comment-1200 Yeah, yeah, yeah, you just always have to give yourself that extra credit. ;D Yeah, yeah, yeah, you just always have to give yourself that extra credit. ;D

]]> By: elizawhat http://elizabethbarone.net/2009/08/12/step-up-ghetto-blaster/#comment-1201 elizawhat Fri, 14 Aug 2009 02:53:12 +0000 http://perpetualsmile.net/?p=1342#comment-1201 Oh man, I'd go crazy if I had to have the heat on in the summer! Oh man, I’d go crazy if I had to have the heat on in the summer!

]]> By: Kay http://elizabethbarone.net/2009/08/12/step-up-ghetto-blaster/#comment-1199 Kay Fri, 14 Aug 2009 01:49:55 +0000 http://perpetualsmile.net/?p=1342#comment-1199 I'll go back a ways and use one of my mom's cars - which I never technically "drove". It was a 76(?) Cutlass. That burnt orange, with a white hard top. It had no reverse. We lived in NYC. Which meant... lots and lots of pushing. Shopping meant finding 2 rows of spots where you could pull straight through. If not? Mom steered while the BFF and I pushed her back out of the spot. It squealed more than dying mouse... and backfired every 15 minutes or so. I was in middle school... so TOTAL embarrassment. Like, drop me off 3 blocks away embarrassment. My own worst? Was my baby, my first car. A 95 Pontiac Sunbird with an overheating problem. Which meant heat going at full blast in 95 degree weather. And then the engine blew up. I seem to attract the POS cars... but I've gotten used to it :) I’ll go back a ways and use one of my mom’s cars – which I never technically “drove”. It was a 76(?) Cutlass. That burnt orange, with a white hard top. It had no reverse. We lived in NYC. Which meant… lots and lots of pushing. Shopping meant finding 2 rows of spots where you could pull straight through. If not? Mom steered while the BFF and I pushed her back out of the spot. It squealed more than dying mouse… and backfired every 15 minutes or so. I was in middle school… so TOTAL embarrassment. Like, drop me off 3 blocks away embarrassment.
My own worst? Was my baby, my first car. A 95 Pontiac Sunbird with an overheating problem. Which meant heat going at full blast in 95 degree weather. And then the engine blew up.

I seem to attract the POS cars… but I’ve gotten used to it :)

]]> By: soupcan http://elizabethbarone.net/2009/08/12/step-up-ghetto-blaster/#comment-1202 soupcan Thu, 13 Aug 2009 07:42:18 +0000 http://perpetualsmile.net/?p=1342#comment-1202 1996 was the year of the car 1996 was the year of the car

]]> By: soupcan http://elizabethbarone.net/2009/08/12/step-up-ghetto-blaster/#comment-1203 soupcan Thu, 13 Aug 2009 07:41:33 +0000 http://perpetualsmile.net/?p=1342#comment-1203 my worst car was ford taurus.i blew a tire in that car after a snow storm.i over heated the car on the highway.i lost a muffler.but all in all it was 96 and had 310,000 miles on it and still ran.oh and the title is "mindless self indulgence" song.though you would of never knew who they where if it weren't for me.your welcome and love ya my worst car was ford taurus.i blew a tire in that car after a snow storm.i over heated the car on the highway.i lost a muffler.but all in all it was 96 and had 310,000 miles on it and still ran.oh and the title is “mindless self indulgence” song.though you would of never knew who they where if it weren’t for me.your welcome and love ya

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