voices

my dad picked me up from work. i put on the matchbook romance cd which i just bought from work (so much better than whatever was playing on class 95). by the 3rd track my dad questioned my musical preferences. i told him to shut the fuck up and drive. he kicked me out of the car and left me on the p.i.e .

j.k. he didn't kick me out although he did laugh and offered me the steering wheel. i told him i'd rather ride a scooter than drive. i want my vespa.