In attempting to go to the gym this morning (late as usual but not speeding), a policeman was nice enough to pull me over (at least he had a cute accent). See, I've been driving around for nearly 8 months with the licence sticker peeled off my (dad's) car. Someone randomly stole it, and my cheapskate dad didn't bother to replace it. He was
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I hate those days. :(
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