♫Drivin' in my car...♫
♫Turn on the radio!♫

Guess what!! Yeah, Little Bit had some good news, too.  But this is not her page, now, is it?

I got my driver's license!  WHOOLOO!  I am footloose and fancy free!  Free to follow the open road! 

Little Bit says, "Right, Lyle, you've yet to get the car out of the garage."  I say, "No Shotgun for you."

So I hop in the boss ma'am's car.  Ready to roll.  Ooops...forgot the keys.  She says, "No way, Mr. Loo.  You're not driving my car."  I say, "No problemo.  It is not cool enough for me anyway."   Besides, I've already got the boss man's truck all tricked out. 

I even got me some driving shoes.

Now I can pick up all my friends and we can go cruisin'!  I mean, campaigning!  No, really, I mean cruisin'.  Band on the Run.  I put astroturf in back so we don't have to make pit stops!  Special welcome to Poncho, who just joined!  He's going to do a mini-break dance routine with the band.  Get down, little doggie!  He's a Hot Dog.  Ha!  Ha!  Get it?  Wiener Dog...Hot Dog...I slay me!

Put your collars and cruisin' shoes on and get ready to hit the road, my friends.  I can just imagine how cool this is going to be...I can see us now...I can hear me now...

"Matches!  Get your head inside this truck RIGHT NOW!"

"Basil!  If you don't stop picking on Skye, I'm going to turn this truck around!"

"Taz!  Little Bit!  There will be no canoodling in the back seat!"

*sigh*

Maybe I'll get a motorcycle.

♫I've got me a big red truck♫
♫Real leather seats♫
♫My friends are in the back♫
♫We're cruisin' down the street♫