Survived the early shift at work, had a quick nap with da Fluffy, and ran to the bank and the Post Office quickly, looking forward to a trip downtown to get some crafting supplies. Then a woman taps on my window as I'm filling out my Jury Duty Form (Boo! Hiss!). She says, "Excuse me, but antifreeze is just pouring out of your car
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