Life as our Suburban- Well, its 7 AM, and time for the daily
rise and grind. I don’t know how many more of these road trips I can take- I
mean, I know they’re only 30 minutes long, but once you’ve been around as long
as I have the joints don’t work as well as they used to. My owners never take
me in to get maintenance, and this decade-old technology is ancient by today’s
standards. My speakers hardly work (too much Waka Flocka), air conditioning is
overrated, and who said good gas mileage is a must have? Still, even though I’m
not as fancy as these Mercedes and Audi SUVs, I can guarantee you that I’ve
been through 100 times the struggle that they have. And I’m still running,
aren’t I? How many of them have had to carry 7 passengers and a 2500-pound
trailer from Kentucky to Colorado, and back? Bet you no hip Mercedes with their
heated seats and rear view cameras could do that. Other than my daily trek to
the same building every morning and back home, I mostly just stay in the same
spot on the driveway and reminisce about the good old days- when my horsepower
was worshipped, and no one cared about gas mileage. Darn environmentalists ruin
everything. My owners have moved on to bigger and better things, like a sleek
Mini Cooper or a mid size Volvo, but they know that whenever they need a car
that’ll never break down for long distances, they’ll take me, that 2001
Suburban they used to rely so much upon.
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