Ah Maserati
I came home the other day and my Ole lady wuz like..I thought you was getting ah maserati,i'm not riding in that. I replied, I went to my buddy's carlot and he said he don't get those maserati cars too often..anyways my mechanic of some 30 years said he ain't too sure he knows how to work on a maserati car with that Ferrari engine in it.so my Ole lady mouth all stuck out still huffin and puffin she say you had me all ah glow-cruise to my friends and show-off that is,we may as well drive to the local farm and pick up some ducks in this Ole pick up truck.I
replied back in the day this ride would have been okay..come now let's not fight you know whut my credit is like don't worry honey sooner or later and down the road and not too far umma go to my buddy's carlot and git that maserati car.
Copyright © Monty Rocke | Year Posted 2017
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