Been driving the wrangler on freeways for the past two weeks and it is killing me. No power, no handling, no brakes. The only nice thing is the visibility. So while I'm bumping around on autotrader this morning Dave in Dallas messages me. This is the guy I was negotiating selling Starla for the last two months.
Dave: e. whats up?
erickonphoenix: nadda, whats up D?
Dave: The S4 you wanted to trade for. What would you give me cash for it??
erickonphoenix: So it's for sale now??
Dave: FU, I'm serious
erickonphoenix: 2004, 40k miles, 22k sound good.
Dave: message me back when your sick of driving the jeep
erickonphoenix: message me back when your sick of NOT driving an S5
Dave: I can hold my breath longer than you
erickonphoenix: Actually I'm looking at an RX8 right now
Dave: aren't you a little old to play with toys?
erickonphoenix: Good point, I'll go 23 if you throw in a tank of gas
Dave: seriously I can't go under 28
erickonphoenix: Ouch, we're too far apart, I'm going to keep digging in the toy box
Dave: Don't stay up past your bedtime.
erickonphoenix: no worries, your mom will put me to sleep
Dave: is this the part where I say lets get off mothers because I just got off yours
erickonphoenix: at the risk of this exchange going on all day I say yes, perfect!
Dave: good, cuz thats what your mother said. ;-)