Minivans and Mobb Deep
My life is a contradiction, the most disturbing of which is the fact that I drive a minivan. It’s not even a slick one; you know the ones with televisions, heated seats, automatic doors and real windows everywhere that open. Now, I’m young (enough), and cool (enough) , yet everyday I get behind the wheel of a silver turtle on wheels. While the minivan offers many amenities, such as the ability to tote my kids, without having to strap someone to the trunk, it comes at a steep price. It instantly zaps all my sex appeal. ... [Read more]


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