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The other day I held a Great Dane. That's right you all who doubt my strength, I picked up and held a Great Dane. There should be an entire post dedicated to this but I really don't feel like putting in the effort.
I just got back from a ZZ Top concert. I went with Joanna, Ryan and Luke (the kid that went to the hospital when he went skiing with my brother). The entire way there we listened to Rock, and not that sissy shit that people say is Rock but the real stuff. Then the concert was AMAZING. The entire way back Rock again. Unfortunately I was on sensory overload and needed aural white bread.
Oh yeah, I almost crashed and it wasn't my fault. I was behind this volvo and there was a green light so naturally the guy decided to stop short for a few seconds and turn right with out a blinker. This sudden stop forced me to slam on the breaks and cone within an inch of the volvo. And not a figurative inch, a literal inch.
I just got back from a ZZ Top concert. I went with Joanna, Ryan and Luke (the kid that went to the hospital when he went skiing with my brother). The entire way there we listened to Rock, and not that sissy shit that people say is Rock but the real stuff. Then the concert was AMAZING. The entire way back Rock again. Unfortunately I was on sensory overload and needed aural white bread.
Oh yeah, I almost crashed and it wasn't my fault. I was behind this volvo and there was a green light so naturally the guy decided to stop short for a few seconds and turn right with out a blinker. This sudden stop forced me to slam on the breaks and cone within an inch of the volvo. And not a figurative inch, a literal inch.