I forgot about this little gem I overheard while eating a quick lunch in Wendy's (3rd & 57th). Two ladies in about their late 30s have the following conversation over some fine dinning.
lady 1: so my piece of shit car finally died on me
lady 2: oh yea? that's too bad
lady 1: yea, I'm going to try and find a cheap used one again. who needs a nice car living in Harlem, right?
lady 2: understandable, well if you're going to buy a car make sure it's a Japanese car, only kind I'll trust, I swear by anything like Toyota, Honda, Audi.
lady 1: yea makes sense, I hear only good things about Japanese cars.
whoa, whoa AUDI... das ist ein German auto! Audi does not even sound Japanese! Who is this lady and how, at her age, does she still not know where certain cars are manufactured. Not only do I know where the majority of cars are made, I could name you three beers from each of those countries.
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hahahaha omg you're amazing i love it
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