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A New Car for Women


Thanks, Kim, for hosting Friday Funnies. For more humor log on here.

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  1. Kim @ Homesteader's HeartFebruary 27, 2009 at 6:58 AM

    OH wouldn't that be awesome? LOL. That's too funny.
    Happy Friday to you!

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  2. Laurie AnnFebruary 27, 2009 at 7:01 AM

    As Will Smith said in Independence Day, (after staring the alien ship)

    "I have got to get me one of these!"

    I love it! That was hilarious. I didn't see that coming.

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  3. KellyFebruary 27, 2009 at 7:59 AM

    That would be so cool!! Thanks for stopping by! Have a blessed weekend!!

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  4. JenniferFebruary 27, 2009 at 8:04 AM

    That would be soooo cool cause I'd never have to look for a close parking space again.

    I loved it...maybe in our future :-)

    Happy Friday!

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  5. Raise Them UpFebruary 27, 2009 at 9:57 AM

    Giggle. What on earth? I definitely don't want one of these. Do you know how fast I'd lose it??

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  6. CarrieFebruary 27, 2009 at 10:22 AM

    That is definitely an invention for a woman. A man would never want that because they like everyone to see what they are driving! haha

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  7. Sherry @ Lamp Unto My FeetFebruary 27, 2009 at 10:27 AM

    Sweet! :D

    Have a great weekend!

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  8. Kathleen February 27, 2009 at 3:24 PM

    I want one!

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  9. Brenda Leyland @ Its A Beautiful LifeFebruary 28, 2009 at 12:19 AM

    Hi, it's my first time visit. Your title "Pile of Smiles" over at Sassy Granny's caught my eye. And when I signed in, I could see why.... your own smile is wonderful to catch!

    I look forward to browsing more. Come and visit -- you'd be most welcome!

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