Sometimes I wish I were a guy, Part 2

Guy in parking lot: What year is it?

Me (wondering if this is the live production of “Back to the Future” and Marty McFly has just arrived, wondering where he is): Huh?

guy: What year Honda is that?

me: Oh. It’s an ’88.

guy:: I thought so! I had an ’89. I stuffed an Acura engine into that thing. Man, it was fast. I loved that car. What does yours have?

me: Beats me. I’m not sure it even has an engine.

extended awkward silence.

guy: Oh.

These things never seem to come up when I’m watching Martha Stewart in the morning.

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3 Responses to Sometimes I wish I were a guy, Part 2

  1. Jenster! says:

    “No engine. It runs on plutonium.” Then you run from the Libyans.

  2. tosuperstar says:

    Some people talk horsepower, some talk squirrel power.

  3. John Wayne says:

    What you need is a flux capacitor!

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