:^) How are you doing?
Last night one of Obama’s sons blasted through a stop sign and rammed into the PT Loser with hubby in the front seat and my dog in the back.
Took the popo about ten minutes to get there and ya know, that guy just would not get out of his car no matter how nicely I yelled.
(stupid yes but I was enraged)
Feeling it today.
Couldn’t get checked out because I won’t leave the dog behind.
Dude also said it was my fault, that there was no stop “light” at that shopping center intersection and any sympathy the witnesses may have had for him prior to him finally opening his stupid mouth, instantly vaporized.
About a dozen times a day I say to myself “this isn’t happening “.