judge not, lest ye...
she crushed the pop-top of a chevy conversion van in 1986
he never let her forget about it.
she continued to tangle with immobile objects in the years since.
he scoffed and suggested an assault on a moving target.
he tried to cram an 8"8 wheelchair van under a 7"6 clearance sign.
she has yet to hear the story.
he has finally realized that reciprocity is a son-of-a-bitch.
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4 comments:
i think this post is over my head.
that's because Jeff's trying not to implicate himself.
Try substituting "Jeff's mom" for "she" & "Jeff" for "he"
pixie
i thought that clearance sign was over my head.
nevertheless, i categorically deny any involvement in the activities described therein. the pix might be confused.
Don't beat yourself up bro . . . I stuffed a construction van under the drive through canopy of Bob's Roast Beef in Lincoln. (and by "stuffed under" I really mean "tore completely apart"). It was a fairly stellar moment.
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