I went with my Dad to South Haven to look at some cars. When I was being brought home, my dad said, "We're going to get you a car." Well I had interpreted that to mean that I would be getting a newly purchased used car. I was wrong. Dad gets a truck. Mom gets a car. I get the crap ass van that my sister was driving while she gets Mom's old Saturn. I should be happy that I am at least getting something to drive. But I'm not. I'm bitter. Does that make me a bad person? It sure sounds like it.
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