I am off to a barbeque with some friends for the 4th of July. I am dressed in a nice, blue tank top, white Capris, white flip flops, and my toenails are painted in a patriotic theme. I get into the Monte Carlo and put my billfold aside, reaching over to turn the key and start the car, but it doesn't start. I don't think much of it, so I turn the key again and give it a little gas. That doesn't work, so I give it a good bit more gas as I turn the key, bouncing in the seat while doing so. I do a lot of nice talking to it, like, “Come on baby, start for step-momma!” in a light-mannered tone. I re...

I am off to a barbeque with some friends for the 4th of July. I am dressed in a nice, blue tank top, white Capris, white flip flops, and my toenails are painted in a patriotic theme. I get into the Monte Carlo and put my billfold aside, reaching over to turn the key and start the car, but it doesn't start. I don't think much of it, so I turn the key again and give it a little gas. That doesn't work, so I give it a good bit more gas as I turn the key, bouncing in the seat while doing so. I do a lot of nice talking to it, like, “Come on baby, start for step-momma!” in a light-mannered tone. I really want it to start because I'm looking forward to some BBQ. It finally starts (around the 3-minute mark), and to keep it running, I rev it pretty good in my cute white wedge flip flops. It has a tendency to on me a lot when it first starts up, so I rev it for a good bit to make sure it doesn't quit on me. When the camera is showing me full-body from the driver's side, you can see the car rocking as I punch on the gas repeatedly.

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