MY OLD BATTERED YELLOW BEETLE - a college reverie
I never had a German sports car till I added Frisbee, tent, Yankee cap and low-cut sneakers, baseball glove and hooded sweatshirt, sleeping bag, guitar and fakebook to the laundry, toxic grunge and Frisbee that I somehow crammed behind the seat or maybe in that little trunk beneath the hood of my... Sign in to see full entry.