| Re: Name my car!
Let's call it BROKEN after it hits me on the highway, totalling the front-end of it. I'll die, of course... but oh well. You can't keep my antlers, okay? And if you take them, you'll like them. Polish them every week, and then mourn for me every year. If you don't, I'll make sure my antlers come to life and poke your eyes out so you never drive again. |