These are the trials and tribulations of my ownership of a 1979 911 SC.
We *could* always sell the Sprog, instead. In fact, I really, *really* wouldn't mind! I could get back to my life, and maybe make myself useful. (Pffftt! Yeah, right. Ditch me, I'm f-ing useless; that's got to be a savings of a few hundred $$$ a month.) I know you love the 911. Why not keep the dream you already have? Seriously, the 911 will never keep you up nights, make you late for work, bitch, whine and nag at you (that's *me,* presumably not Sprog), need braces, go to college, or cause you to gag when you change its "oil." The 911 will also never leave bat$hit crazy comments on your blog; it loves and respects you too much.
lol - I really, honestly want Sprog more than the car. Way more, even given the draw backs.
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