My parents worried so much about her driving it out to Montana for the summer that they made her take their own, dependable vehicle instead. This didn't seem like such a huge sacrifice for them to make until I saw my father driving her car today. He's a republican, you see. The only one in the family. I thought that our efforts to bring him to our side weren't working, but he is driving this car to work every day.



The guys at work give him a lot of shit for it too. Either the winds are shifting or he really loves his daughter.
3 comments:
Yo Doc. I remembered slapdashdoc! It was good seeing you last weekend. Thanks for the ride (car ride, that is). See you soon. Keep writing.
Jeff -- Glad you found the blog!
Why hasn't anyone commented on the pure hilarity of this entry? Maybe it's because I know my sister, the car, and my Papa ... the irony is NOT LOST on me! Gotta love Papa!
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