I am, and shall always be, a geriatric magnet.
Also, I knew in my gut it was A Good Idea™ to wait until snow season was officially over before bothering to get my car fixed up (
post-pole dancing, that is). BECAUSE I WAS REAR-ENDED ON THE WAY HOME YESTERDAY, AND NOT IN THE FUN, EXCITING, HOMOEROTIC SORT OF WAY, BUT BY AN OLD LADY. WELL, OLD-ISH
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