Please. Please. Puh-lease let me get a car for my birthday. That's all I want.
I don't care if it's a hardtop or a convertible. Either will do.
Or perhaps a roadster or a sedan? Shoot, it can even be a flat out wreck of a clunker as far as I'm concerned. As long as it has a steering wheel, four tires and a player for my Baby Einstein CD's, that's all that matters...
All I know is this: my neck is hurting from praying. Somebody better be listening.