May 05, 2009 19:45
Everyone has their breking point, and when it comes down to it, Mother has been wearing each outfit for 3 days straight, for the past two and a half weeks.
That is why, at the next coin-op laundromat the RV passes, it stops, and the behemoth pulls over to let the stench of massive geek BO, flatuence and travel funk waft out over the parking lot like a fog.
Several ant hills decided the end was near.