So, there's this boy, I'm absolutely crazy about him. He's always there for me, takes me places, doesn't get jealous, and I'm a girl who's got pride issues, and I'm proud of him. Okay, well, he's a not a boy, he's my truck, Pete.
My best friend named him Pete, I don't know what made her think of it, but the name stuck. Me and Pete have gone through alot togetherm from wrecks to taco bell nights to dog shows.
Pete is very distinctive, he's a red chevy colorado with white racing stripes. He's also got some dual tail pipes that make him really loud, and one's busted because we decided to ramp some railroad tracks, whoops. And now it rattles really loud, oh well though, I love 'em.
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Sounds like a keeper!
ReplyDeleteI'd watch out though, there's a lot of girls out there that once they found out a guy is taken, they go in for the kill. hah