My father did that one night, only he got in the front seat behind the wheel. Thankfully, my mother refused to take that right with him when the roof of the car came down on that steering wheel and luckily he was sprawled out on the seat, not necessarily snoozing, but relaxed enough to avoid serious injury.
I met Jerome on a busy city street in Baltimore, Maryland, when he was forty-five years old. On that particular day, I was out and about, enjoying a much-needed day off from work.
I wanted to purchase a sukiyaki sub. I parked my car in an area of
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I met Jerome on a busy city street in Baltimore, Maryland, when he was forty-five years old. On that particular day, I was out and about, enjoying a much-needed day off from work.
I wanted to purchase a sukiyaki sub. I parked my car in an area of
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Regis
Love ya!
Jane
A nice little ditty with a lesson…
Ron
it's probably time to take the bus. Or shell
out for a taxi. Or drink at home. Or make love.