Damnit bobbeh!

Been there, done that. Worst driving experience ever. I can totally see why stoners drive 20mph under the limit. But not only did I make it safely home, I managed to stop at the grocery store, first! I managed to avoid buying horrible things, but chicken tenders, potato skins and mozzarella sticks *were* in the basket of fruit, veggies and other stuff.

I actually had a total brain-lock at the check-out. As in my brain went *bink!* and just went...elsewhere...for about a minute. It wasn't until the night cashier started walking over to check on me that I snapped out of it.

debbie's hippie roommate turned me in for smoking narcotics!

Damn NAFTA. It's clearly an inferior tobacco.

“I sell rudders and rudder accessories”