I got the pulsatin' rhythmical remedy (busychild424) wrote,
I got the pulsatin' rhythmical remedy
busychild424

(This was originally a comment made to luxlisses post asking for prom stories.)

k. I had a girlfriend all through high school, she went to a different school from me (Heights, I went to East) and she was one year younger.

For my senior prom, I didn't have my own car. I wasn't one of the crew who could do limos and that whole bit, so that meant the usual - driving my parents' car.

My parents' 1979 OLDSMOBILE REGENCY NINETY-EIGHT. You know, the YELLOW ONE with the WHITE VINYL TOP. OMG.

(just like this one)



It was called the BANANA BOAT.

So yeah, it's TOTALLY RAD to roll up to prom in THAT. Good times.

So, the next year when it was time for her senior prom and I finally had my own car (a 1985 Oldsmobile Cutlass 2d Coupe which I LOVED),

much like this one only blue:



I was TOTALLY STOKED that I would be able to roll up in my own car which was at least better than the bananamobile. So this was awesome.

Until that Saturday morning when I woke up and found that my car had been WRECKED. It had a big gaping hole in one of the front grilles and the radiator had been shoved back.

Apparently my mother thought it would be a great idea to get in and move the car for whatever reason, and she ran it right into the tongue of my dad's BOAT TRAILER which punched a hole in the front of the car and nailed the rad.

No, it gets better. It turns out that's just the story she told me to protect the person who she actually sent out to move the car - MY FIFTEEN YEAR OLD SISTER. WHO HAD NEVER DRIVEN BEFORE IN HER LIFE. WHO MY MOTHER SENT TO MOVE MY CAR. ON PROM DAY!!!

So I got to drive the banana boat to prom again.

I'm still mad.
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