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So, it was the little Lady's B day, last night, we got rid of the kid , and went downtown for a decent dinner in a place that does not have a slide, or happy meals. I parked my truck in the parking garage, and as we were walking away, I noticed that I was crooked, and one tire was over the yellow line.
I walked back to the truck , and moved it , nice and neat right in the middle of the spot. She gave me that funny look , and asked my why I did that. I told her about how I did not want to be the next D bag taking up two spaces.
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No left turn un stoned
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