The post where I'm all whiney
Saturday, July the 24th at 6:54 PM
in the Year of Our Lord Two Thousand and Ten (2 years, 10 months ago)
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ally's in charge of the radio, so we're listening to something embarrassing; "Call me Mr. Flinstone, 'cause I can make your Bedrock.".
This is what happens after the 20th hour of a road trip. The system breaks down, radio selections become chaotic, and Sally turns feral until she gets another lemon-lime Mr. Misty. We're on our way to the Outer Banks, though it may as well be outer space. The Audi is going a little crazy, and this was supposed to be a 16 hour trip. Ah well - it beats mowing.
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