Yesterday I broke a promise that I made to myself years and years ago:
I bought a minivan
That isn't the worst part
The worst part is that I actually like it. It is so practical, roomy, full of storage and cupholders, and it drives so well. Best of all I don't owe a cent on it. Now I fully own two automobiles (which is a good idea no matter how old you are. Car notes are a b!tch).
The idea of buying a car for its practical implications, as opposed to buying one to attract and nail girls is a strictly adult concept.
Despite having my three children I still felt more like a younger man than a man quickly approaching middle age. Well, no more, now I am officially a family man.
On the bright side, the purchase of a mini van by a male almost always preceedes the purchase of a Corvette. I always wanted a Corvette.