So, let's see--I spilled my 24 oz of fresh, heavily adulterated coffee all over the inside of the "new" van. That was enough to bring me to tears for a second. Thinking of the money down the toilet, thinking of Zaubermaus's papers being ruined, thinking of the smell that would make my husband queasy--great.
(Oh, and she's no longer Freakshow. I know
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