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Originally Posted by extrashaky
It'll be more like:
"Dude, what's that hideous fucking piece of shit with half the car cover blown off in your granddad's back yard? Was that part of a carnival ride or something?"
"I don't know, it's some kind of 'car.' He keeps trying to give it to me for when I turn 16. If I can't find something else, I'll be a virgin until I'm 25."
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When Doc and Marty show up in a flying DeLorean, I'll sell my car.