When crossing from one sidewalk to another sidewalk in a crosswalk, you should not have to crawl across a parked car.
I considered opening the driver door, crawling through and going out the passenger door.
But the
twit ~ yes I know, a twit is a pregnant goldfish person who parked it there (and yes it was parked, along with the one behind it) locked it.
Must have planned to be gone awhile.
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That's when you need an old lipstick in your purse to leave them a note....
Or you could, if you were only big enough, climb across the hood, leaving great big footmarks on it, preferably muddy ones with gravel imbedded in them.
Mom
H, is that your mom? I like her... we think alike. We could have a good time together, more like get into trouble together.
You know what they say, "You turn in to your mother"... except my mom is insinuating I am little. Huh. Mom - since you shrunk, I am now taller than you (it used to be the other way around!)
Yes, trouble all around...
You could put a Papas & Beer bumper sticker in the middle of their windshield :)
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