| In the ever continuing saga of trying to keep my GF legally on the road, I go look at this big boat of an Oldsmobile that was listed in the classifieds, and met my initial criteria. Car looked okay, although the seller seemed a little shifty and his stories about the car seemed a little too rehearsed. He was supposedly selling it for his brother who had been transferred out of state and now had a company car. "I'm ready to take it for a test drive." "Uh, that might be a problem . . ." "Excuse me?" "Well, the car is not insured, so my brother told me not to let anyone drive it." "Dude, I would never buy a car in a million years without a test drive." "You have my word it is smooth on the highway." "I need to take it out on the Interstate, and take it to a shop and figure out why the 'check engine' light is on." "It is? Well, I'll have to ask my brother." "Sorry to waste yours and my time, but tell you what, call me if you actually sell this car to someone without a test drive, because I would like to meet the person who could claim the title of dumbest f*ck in the world." "Okay."
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