Evidently I like it.
Why, you ask?
Because I am going on a day trip that involves six hours in the car. And I'm going with The Man, whose recovering from his third hand job-okay, surgery--and the three heathens.
Yup. I'm into pain and suffering and torture.
I will be driving all six hours due the Man's current relationship with pain meds. So, if you happen to be in my neck of the woods and drive by a woman steering a mini van with one butt cheek while holding a sippie cup for a baby and threatening her two sons in the back of the van, all the while, a man sleeps in the passenger seat, a prolific amount of drool running down his chin, you'll know that's me.
Just honk, yell, "Nice Ass!" and move away
Before I turn on you.
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Hysterical
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