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Nobody Wants a Stick Shift

Nobody Wants a Stick Shift

My rich uncle bought me a brand new car but it's such a stupid gift.
He bought me a Corvette but he bought one that's a straight shift.
Now a days nobody drives a stick.
My uncle is stupid, ugly and a prick.
Nobody wants a car with a manual transmission.
Choosing to buy a stick shift was a bad decision.
I told him that I don't want it but the S.O.B. won't take the car back.
So I took it to a bad part of town where people's cars get carjacked.
A carjacker jerked me out of my Corvette and I thought he was going to take it.
But he stole another car because when he saw that my car is a stick shift, he decided to forsake it.
It was a bad decision when I took my Vette to a car dealer to trade it in.
The owner ran me off at gunpoint and told me not to come back again.
Trying to get rid of my damn car is frustrating and it has become quite a chore.
Certain people need to learn that cars that are stick shifts aren't wanted anymore. 

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