[M.D. Holloway]

I adjusted my in-laws SUV this weekend. My mother-in-law thought I was nuts. "Why are you doing that? You can't see anything like that! Why are you doing it like that!?! (Gawd the shrill still echoes in my cortex...)

"To show my blind spot, outside my perf vis and rear view mirror."

"Why are you doing that? You can't see anything like that! Why are you doing it like that!?!

"Becuase it really does work try it."

"Why are you doing that? You can't see anything like that! Why are you doing it like that!?!

"No really it "

"Why are you doing that? You can't see anything like that! Why are you doing it like that!?!

"But I'm the one driving so... "

"Why are you doing that? You can't see anything like that! Why are you doing it like that!?!

"I am going to shoot myself now. I shall labotomize myself now with a spear gun I have fashioned out of pencils and bungie ties."

"Why are you doing that? You can't see anything like that! Why are you doing it like that!?!

"No, I don't think I have to...it...seems...as...though...I...have...just... popped...a...blood...vessel...in...my ...brain..."

"Why are you doing that? You can't see anything like that! Why are you doing it like that!?!"

"I think I will be dead soon, please give my watch to my son and my wedding ring to my daughter..."

"Why are you doing that? You can't see anything like that! Why are you doing it like that!?!

"Why are you doing that? You can't see anything like that! Why are you doing it like that!?!

"Why are you doing that? You can't see anything like that! Why are you doing it like that!?!

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