It's my blog.Burglar: Get out of the car.
Me: Please don’t shoot!
Burglar: Give me the keys!
Me: Yes. I’ll just reach over here for them…
Burglar: Oh my goodness! What’s going on?! The car… the horn is blasting and the lights are flashing on and off. It’s almost as if the car is “panicking.” I don’t want to have anything to do with this. Here. You take my money!
(Burglar runs off. I drive away.)
How My Life Will Play Out According to My Dad - Part Three
May 18th, 2009 · No Comments
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