i wrote this today in the car, waiting for bobby to get out of school:
"i'm in the carline (pick-up line) at bobby's school. i see a kid walking to his mother's car, behind mine. he gets really close to my car on his way there and i think, 'what if he were to hop into my car and pretend that he belonged there?' and then i pictured him sticking me up for my car and wallet after i brought it to his attention that i indeed did not know him."
this was funny to me. the visual at least. a 10 year old with a gun... actually. no, that's bad. i'm sorry. i take all of that back. or not. no, i don't. it was still funny to me. so, there.