Kiss a pygmy...
Jan. 28th, 2002 12:05 amNot even four miles from Jen's house on the drive home tonight, and a semi tire throws a rock into my windshield. Result? A nickel-sized star in the passenger side of my windshield, right above my windshield wiper. Net result? I need a new windshield, not four days after I get the pickup back.
Why can't I have nice things?
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang out
Why can't I have nice things?
After midnight, we're gonna let it all hang out