Me: Hubs: The engine smoking at a stoplight Me: I dont know, I look at my phone at lights.
Need to know ASAP.
A thought.
Geek Squad
None of the girls had tramp stamps & you could smoke in hospitals.
I don't know, but it's not wreck-amended.
It's the car most sales representatives drive.
Illiterate (il-lit-erate)
Dim Sum.
Tulips on your organ.
Me: It makes me look approachable. CW: So Me: I don't want to encourage that.
Cellfcentered
On the phone. It's a baby. If I wanted to hear random noises when I talk, I have a husband for that.
To leave more room for Paul Walker in the Front..
All the way to the crash site!
Hubs: With the door locked. Me: She means how do we manage...but yeah.
