Once Upon A Time

There was a boy.

And a Jeep.

And the boy loved the Jeep very much.  And the Jeep loved the boy.

The boy took very good care of the Jeep.

He even spent $700 on a stereo system for the Jeep the same week he got married.

And then the boy accidentally blew up the Jeep.

And the insurance company declared the Jeep totaled.

And the boy was heartbroken.

Then the boy grew up a bit.

But the boy still loved the Jeep.

He also loved his family.

And so the boy decided to own much more family friendly vehicles.

Including a minivan.

But in his heart he still wanted a Jeep.

So almost seven years later, when he noticed his neighbor's lovely blue Jeep, his love resurfaced during his hobby of browsing Craigslist.

His wife, who loved him very much, told him that she didn't care what vehicle he used to drive to work.

The only stipulation was that it couldn't cost them more than the price of selling his current car.

And the boy's heart rose with hope and a serious browsing of Internet sellers commenced.

And the wife got nervous, but she tried to keep her faith in him and remember that he has always considered the needs of his family.  (Including the basement of the house that has yet to be fixed.)

He confirmed that her faith was correct when he told her that he would wait until his projects were finished.

But then he found the vehicle he wanted.

And it was in Tucson, AZ.

And it was orange.

And it was a Jeep.

And he was in love.