let me look up my own damn cars. Stop talking to the people selling them to get me deals and let me CHOOSE THE CAR I FUCKING WANT.
I know I can’t afford the Challenger. That doesn’t mean I can’t look at it and pretend I could get it if I wanted to. That doesn’t mean I’m not looking at other cars.
Stop getting mad at me because I don’t like the cars you like. I DON’T FUCKING WANT A 2003 HONDA. I know what I want, and I can look it up myself. And I am. You don’t need to storm off in a fit because I don’t like that blue monstrosity you’re trying to get me to buy, or that white… thing… that the neighbour is selling, or that car in Okotoks, or even the fucking car belonging to that dude in my brother’s complex.