The Ominous Volvo XC

Yistardy I fownt ah trezpazszer n su eye shood hem n feadded henm tu da yahd shrersks. Dey liekt teh meel vurey mootch.

I decydted tou byye a stashen wagin. I tryd tu tell yuo but somewun delteded teh stury. Id myte haev ben teh trezpazszer. Wen I bot teh kar I mead sur to cheq mie opshens. DEr wuz a voulzsweagen yeetle bud it waz nut teh tibe ov cer thab I wus looken fur. I sowh uh bee emm dowble yuu fyve seerys bout I coulbdn't affert it. I foumt a vovlo two-farty. Howeverm, teh kar wuz KERZESED! Et wazs teh kar of Loki an wen Thanzsos kilt hem Louki honted teh wagen. I startd teh ker ant ten Luoki appert owt uf noowere n he hat a SORD! Lokee yoozed teh soort to styebb meh in teh eir bot eye took teh suord frum hihm n stabt him. Den Jaymz Charls tryd to et me bud mey Voovloh yuzed itz weels to cruzh teh weyrd men. I feeted teh bodiys to teh yard sharks n dey liekt teh meel vurey mootch.

Teh fleag is her. Su is da gitarrre fruem teh Nine-K Hooze Story.