My parents and teachers tried, with at least some success, to teach me manners as a youngster and one rule was that you never asked someone how much they earned or how much they paid for something.
Some folks, I suppose, would consider that horribly old fashioned.
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"I fishtail through the lanes, and I make my tires squeal.
Power at my feet, and glory at the wheel.
I wind the windows down, let the wind blow through my hair.
God knows where I'm goin' to, but me... I don't care."
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