It's not that I want a station wagon. It's more than that. It just seems a given that I should own one.
It's not even a desire. It's as if a station wagon has always been waiting for me...and I am like Jesus, coming out of the desert. . .Sure I've been tempted...but I'm ready now.
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I'm all for embracing our destinies and such, and hey, if your destiny happens to hold a station wagon, I say, GO FER IT!
BUT, I have nightmares from early childhood when the 'rents rolled around in a pea green station wagon. Choose your color well, my young friend, as your psyche may depend on it!
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