You want to know what's not fierce or ferocious? Me driving my very first car. A gold Pontiac Fiero. Oh sure, I was super fierce when I saw it and pitched a huge temper tantrum so my dad would buy it for me. But I was not fierce when I stalled out at every stop light. Or when I cried because I didn't want it anymore. And I can guarantee you this chump isn't fierce either. You know how I know? Because it's 2011. And he's driving a Fiero.
The Monday Fundays: because whoever told you chicken biscuits were bad for you lied
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
The Fiero—meaning "proud" in Italian and "wild", "fierce", or "ferocious" in Spanish
You want to know what's not fierce or ferocious? Me driving my very first car. A gold Pontiac Fiero. Oh sure, I was super fierce when I saw it and pitched a huge temper tantrum so my dad would buy it for me. But I was not fierce when I stalled out at every stop light. Or when I cried because I didn't want it anymore. And I can guarantee you this chump isn't fierce either. You know how I know? Because it's 2011. And he's driving a Fiero.
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