02NITEHAWKSi EP
04-01-2003, 03:33 PM
They Joy owning an EP
I was rushing out of work after hearing many old people complain about their Viagra and other personal medications. I ran out of the building toward the parking lot. As I got to view my EP, I thought "Man she's Sexy!" She was parked next to a giant, red Suburban. The beautiful "wet look," deep black was glistening in the sun. Her Windows completely black like she is hiding something. It made a great contrast against the giant red wall of a Suburban.
I happily hit my button attached to my keys, slipped in and drove to a much happier place. As I was waiting at the light to go eat some well deserved munchies, I looked around. I was in the tourist district of Orlando know as International Drive. Nothing but terrorist... oops I mean tourists (they really are terrorist the way they drive) in boring white Cavaliers, Sebring Convertibles, Caravans and Dumb rental SUV's.
Then the thought of how my Sexy, Shinny, Black EP looking like a shinning beacon of life in a sea of boredom as if I was flying over head passed through my mind. I was not a sheep. Me and my EP had style. We were different. We were alone. I have only seen three other EP's in Orlando. All was quiet as I sat in my EP. I was as comfortable as laying in a bed of fluffy white clouds.
The light changed to the familiar hue of green. The silence was broken as violence took over the serene, peaceful scene. The gas was slightly mashed down and the clutch quickly released. My EP and I were ahead of all the sheep.
My EP and I were alone. We owned the road. We owned all the sheep on it.
I just had to share this wonderful moment with you all. I sure hope your EP provides you with as many Warm Fuzzy Feelings as mine does. :angel:
I was rushing out of work after hearing many old people complain about their Viagra and other personal medications. I ran out of the building toward the parking lot. As I got to view my EP, I thought "Man she's Sexy!" She was parked next to a giant, red Suburban. The beautiful "wet look," deep black was glistening in the sun. Her Windows completely black like she is hiding something. It made a great contrast against the giant red wall of a Suburban.
I happily hit my button attached to my keys, slipped in and drove to a much happier place. As I was waiting at the light to go eat some well deserved munchies, I looked around. I was in the tourist district of Orlando know as International Drive. Nothing but terrorist... oops I mean tourists (they really are terrorist the way they drive) in boring white Cavaliers, Sebring Convertibles, Caravans and Dumb rental SUV's.
Then the thought of how my Sexy, Shinny, Black EP looking like a shinning beacon of life in a sea of boredom as if I was flying over head passed through my mind. I was not a sheep. Me and my EP had style. We were different. We were alone. I have only seen three other EP's in Orlando. All was quiet as I sat in my EP. I was as comfortable as laying in a bed of fluffy white clouds.
The light changed to the familiar hue of green. The silence was broken as violence took over the serene, peaceful scene. The gas was slightly mashed down and the clutch quickly released. My EP and I were ahead of all the sheep.
My EP and I were alone. We owned the road. We owned all the sheep on it.
I just had to share this wonderful moment with you all. I sure hope your EP provides you with as many Warm Fuzzy Feelings as mine does. :angel: