"Libby, I just don't EVER cuss except, well... all the time."
This is true.
"Libby, open the glove box."
"No, we need to get going." (There's stuff in there she can't have.)
"OPEN THE GLOVE BOX, DAMMIT."
"OK."
Note to self: grow a pair.
Friday, July 10, 2009
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