1985 Mercedes 300D

I have a car and his name is Stanley. Stanley is experiencing a midlife crisis. You see, he is almost 30 years old and in car years that like 55. Stanley loves to sing and by sing I mean screech his breaks. I love Stanley but sometimes I don't feel that he loves me back. Especially last night, see we had fight. I wanted him to start but he didn't want to. I tried and tried. I tried the radio and it came on. The lights also came on. Stanley! Try to turn on! Please! Try! But he wouldn't. Someone tried to give us a jump and Stanley refused. He would have no part in this peer mediation. So I ended up leaving him... in a parking lot.

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