I (Jared) saw the most ghetto car I’ve ever seen the other night.
I was enjoying Christmas dinner when I was told I needed to move my car. They said I was blocking the driveway. But I knew that wasn’t possible, since VoNique and I were some of the first guests to arrive.
In fact, the car that needed to “get by me” was parked behind me.
So, I moved my car anyway. Turns out…the car behind me was broken and didn’t drive in reverse. Ghetto, huh?
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