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Sep. 8th, 2006 08:48 pmI'm driving home from Panera on the barely-traveled highway between here and there, and this guy tries to pass me. Huge-ass truck, raised off the axles, pounding gangsta rap, and just for added effect, a pair of plastic testicles hanging from the boat hitch on the back bumper.
So I did what any red-blooded pretty girl in a pink shirt and a crappy five-hundred-dollar car playing awful pop music as loud as possible could do and passed his ass. Heh.
*****
Also ...
Me: Look what I got! *shows off SPN DVD set*
Dad: I've never heard of it.
Me: It's my favorite show!
Dad: *stares* That guy on the left looks like Clint Howard.
Me: *bwuh?* You think Jared Padalecki looks like Clint Howard?
Dad: ... well, when he was younger.
Um, I think my father has a problem with his brain not working.
So I did what any red-blooded pretty girl in a pink shirt and a crappy five-hundred-dollar car playing awful pop music as loud as possible could do and passed his ass. Heh.
*****
Also ...
Me: Look what I got! *shows off SPN DVD set*
Dad: I've never heard of it.
Me: It's my favorite show!
Dad: *stares* That guy on the left looks like Clint Howard.
Me: *bwuh?* You think Jared Padalecki looks like Clint Howard?
Dad: ... well, when he was younger.
Um, I think my father has a problem with his brain not working.