One time my dad drove us all cross country in a giant pink van. It
was crazy. By "us all" I mean my scared-of-planes mom, my three
sisters (who were all like 6 at the time), and like about 10 animals
of the cat dog bird variety. In this giant pink van, listening the
entire time to Bruce Springsteen's Born in the U.S.A.. We went from
NYC to Seattle. The next summer it was Seattle to Arizona. The van
got repossessed about two years later, and my mom let me beat the
shit out of it, which was wicked. "They ahve to take it in any
condition, let's fuck them over". I love that.
― Ally, Friday, 1 February 2002 01:00 (twenty-two years ago) link