Hope that's true because I don't want to drive around in electric cars no matter how good they are...
LOL!! I actually had a girl who loved cars... It was a great relationship. What I mean is, there's hope!
+10000000 My greatest fear is losing my parents, I love them more than anyone, that would do me in. My second greatest fear is losing my best friend, I couldn't go on knowing that the person that is always there for me is gone.
My greatest fears are (1) losing my family (2) burning in hot oil (3) contracting rabies. Well, let me think... For me, life is about the dance...I love to dance...sometimes I will come to my office real early, turn on the little radio by the Assistants desk, pull my 1980 manotard out of my desk, get some white leg warmers and ked sneakers and dance, just dance like nobody is watching...and sing to, I sing... the usual stuff, Kenny Logins, Foreigner, Eric Carmen. Unfortunately, I recently moved into a small town where dancing and "rock music" is illegal. At first, I thought I would just burst, but then I met this beautiful blonde girl named Ariel. Yeah, she has an obnoxious boyfriend and her father is the same bible thumping minister that got city counsel to pass this ordinance. I am doing my best to keep my head up. For now, Ariel and I look forward to going to abandoned parking lots at night to dance the night away. OK, so let me recast this, my greatest fear is (1) never being able to dance (2) losing my family (3) burning in hot oil (4) contracting rabies. But that leaves out, canoeing with my buddies. I used to love canoeing, but recently, I had a very bad experience. My buddies and I decided to canoe down the Cahulawassee River in the remote Georgia wilderness, expecting to have fun and see the glory of nature. From the start, I knew something was wrong. The locals were cruel and, well, to make a long story short, I cringe every time I hear a banjo. Nonetheless, I cannot die without working up the strength to canoe again. Ok, so one more time, my greatest fears are (1) never canoeing again, (2) never being able to dance, followed my, losing my family, burning in hot oil , and contracting rabies. Oh, crap, one more thing, I have a score to settle with this SOB, Charlie Bucket, you know, the king of chocolate. Everyone, knows, the factory should be mine. So, ya, when I was a kid I had an eating problem, and ya, maybe I shouldn't have eaten from the chocolate river, but the bottom line is that SOB Charlie pushed me when nobody was looking. Next thing, I know I am getting squeezed through a little pipe and manhandled by a bunch of little orange dwarfs with funny hair. Now Charlie and his fricken Grandpa run a virtual chocolate empire and I am cruising around in my little Mondial, wearing a manotard, and listening to that whining B*tch Ariel. OK, one last time, to recap, my greatest fears are (1) not getting revenge against charlie bucket (2) not canoing ever again (3) never being to dance, yada, yada, yada