Death of a friend

Yesterday a very dear friend died.  He took me places I had never been before.  He had a lot of character, funny quirks that made him memorable, and he always got me where I needed to be.  Sadly, his death was due to an oversight on my part, in which he popped his cork, and spilled his guts all over the floor.  I’m talking about my 1994 Ford Aerostar van.  I am very sad about the demise of my dear friend, but I hope he’s happy in that “giant junk yard in the sky.”

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