Friday, August 29, 2008

Exactly 1 week after I hit Bambi

I almost greased a fucking dog on the way to work this morning! What are the chances? The people that owned this dog are lucky I was late for work because I was seriously considering turning around and giving them a quick lesson on pet ownership. And if you know me, you know that I will call animal control on ANYONE without thinking. I've done it a few times and even offered to make the call for my boyfriend when it was suggested his ex was neglecting her dog. ANYWAYS, these are dangerous times for my commute and I am putting my solo car karaoke on hold for the time being so I can focus on what feels like being a car in a live-action version of Frogger. Except I'm not allowed to hit anything. Lame.

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