You can sure tell if a woman has been in the car and if she was the driver or passenger. I jumped in the car with Ty for lunch. He drove his car.
Ty starts the car and immediately I am suffocating in stagnate air. I looked at the vents and they are all closed or are pointing up in the air. It’s still 80 degrees here.
So like 98% of the women in the world his wife is cold natured and renders air circulation in the car useless. I asked and Ty confirmed that she had been a passenger that past weekend.
Then Ty gets on a jag about his mirrors pointing all which a ways when she has been driving. Not only does he suffocate but he can’t see to change a lane.
This blog entry is about Ty’s wife only. My wife is perfect in every way.
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Nice little disclaimer...trying to save your butt hey?
I'll have you know (finger wagging at an imaginary Reggie) that the only thing I change when I get in the car is to move the seat up because I can't reach the pedals.
Everything else stays the same.
(Now I'm sticking my tongue out at you.)
; )
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