Wednesday, January 25, 2012

talk about direct

Boy. This driver is direct. S/he is not messin' with you on the road. You know what you are getting and they aren't beating around the bush.

I assume your children is not a honor student then:



Unlike some of the creative alternatives to those stupid family stickers of mini-vans, this one will not be making it on the plastic pinto. I mean I have to park that burnt-grass-colored-beast at work and I don't need everyone knowing what ACTUALLY goes through my head on a daily basis.

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