Talk:Red (Cars)/@comment-5043137-20131006212514

I told Red that I had trouble making friends. I sang a song I wrote to express my feelings about war in Iraq. It's called Peace. His siren went off when I did that. He really liked seeing me in my flowered sundress and my ankle length dark navy leggings that he squirted me with his firehose. He didn't cry, either. I hugged him. I finally had a photo with him. I call him "Sir Cries A Lot".