Friday, Friday, bo-bidey, banana-fana-fo-frighty, me-my-mo-mighty, Friday. You sang it, don't even try to pretend you didn't.
You will be so happy with my taking photo's while driving skills this week. I should really be a paparazzi, but I think I should just do it to Joe Citizen people, not the stars. Oh wait, I already do. Tee-hee-hee.
Lets get on with this weeks fun and adventure.
I don't know about y'all, but when I wear a jogging bra just to lounge around in, because heaven forbid I go jogging, my boobage sweats. And it gets itchy, and then I have to stuff kleenix down them to soak it up, and its weird and crap. Does anyone else have this fracking problem, or is it just me?
To Our Very Lovely And Talented Road Crew Dudes/Dudettes
Here is all the buildings on a certain section of road I travel. Restaurants, apartments, an old house, for sale signs.
This is what is painted on the road
Ummm, school? I do not see a fracking school. There is no school around the area at all. Someone must have been dipping in the happy juice, ya know what I mean.
I had to pick up my prescriptions the other day. I usually just go to the drive thru if I've called them in and know they are ready. What to my wandering eyes appears in front of me at the DRIVE-THRU?
Miss, gosh my truck is so high in the air, that I have to fracken GET OUT OF MY TRUCK, to be low enough to reach the slider thingy. Really? IF you must get out of your car/truck to conduct business in a DRIVE-THRU window, you better get your sorry butt parked, and walking in to the store. Because, that is just rude. And you were there F.O.R.E.V.E.R. You are right up there with the people in front of me at fast food places with a list of 10 orders. Lazy, Lazy, Lazy.