My ex left me because I drive a charcoal '89 Celica ST. She wanted me to buy new but I'm like, "Baby, you knew I loved old Toyotas before we started dating. I mean, you didn't complain about my '89 Corolla DX and it had over 289,000 miles on it and looked like it'd been through Gulf War I and Gulf War II!"
She thought I'd consider upgrading after driving the Rolla into the ground but was disappointed when I showed up one night with my Celica. Best $800 I ever spent, I tells ya. Then she's all like, "Dammit. It's either me or your damned Toyotas!"
Suffice it to say, we don't date anymore. But I love and miss her and I left her a note on her car last week.
Judge says I'm not allowed in Alhambra anymore.