I just searched Flickr for Volvo-driving yuppie scum and got this response:
"Would you like to try a search for pond, water, graffiti, green or algae instead?"
I laughed, partly because the drivers of green Volvos are the most annoying of all.
"Would you like to try a search for pond, water, graffiti, green or algae instead?"
I laughed, partly because the drivers of green Volvos are the most annoying of all.
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Oh, how I wished my family would buy a Volvo.
Instead, my father drove a white 1965 Dodge Coronet convertible . . . as long as it wasn't raining, he insisted on riding with the top down, even in winter, with CBC Classical playing top volume . . . as we drove up to the school, heads would turn, fingers would point, the ridicule became a regular part of my school mornings.
Again, I repeat . . oh, how I wished my family would by a Volvo. Viva la yuppie scum!
If you'd kept it, that car would have held its value better than the Volvo wagon, too. With his eye for aesthetics, the art & architecture professor knew what he was doing!
Edited at 2011-08-07 07:08 pm (UTC)