How a car lover scores
This is how a car lover scores and then give you the play back
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I met her at the CIVIC. I'd been HOLDEN up the bar all night and as she walked in, I looked her ROVER. I thought she seemed FAMILIA, but that was just a MIRAGE. She came up to me of her own ACCORD. I said "AUDI", she told me she thought I was GALANT. I lied to her and told her I was an EXECUTIVE. I was just being CALAIS. She was quite a STARLET, wearing a nice MINI, but not like that of HUNTER. Her name was SYLVIA and she was a real TROOPER. I'd drunk a few CORONA's when I tried to IMPREZA. She told me not to PORSCHE it. I told her I wanted to LANCER. Turns out she was an ESCORT, so by her standards I wasn't that FORD. I didn't want to pay - she said "You don't know what your NISSAN". So I paid. I took her back to my place, or HQ as I like to call it. I had a BIGHORN and of course, I was an absolute LEGEND. Later, when there was a PRELUDE, I went to see if there was any food left in the LADA. It was a great night, but I really should have worn a condom because, you see, I left her with my LEGACY - a little BAMBINA.
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Originally Posted by Kevykev
good thing you copy and pasted that P'NISMO.
