It is a hard thing to say goodbye to an old friend. One that's seen you through the hard times and the good times. One that's delivered you unscathed to countless waves and nearly, very very hilariously nearly, delivered you your first born. A neighborhood relic of over a decade, Lil' Fatty moves on to younger, flashier pastures more befitting Lil' Fatty's wanton spirit. And we are left to pick up the pieces with our shiny suburban thought mobile. A good car in her own right, but no Lil' Fatty. If you see LF around, don't be surprised and don't feel forsaken. Lil' Fatty is still hard at work, gifting rides to the worthy seafarers of the world. She was our boat. She were our muse. The Queen Is Far Away So Close, Long Live The Queen.
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what kind of car did you get to replace lil fatty?
One of those VW diesel wagon numbers. Very suburbanite.
pics pleez
Oh you'll see it soon enough.
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