I plow both.
Sister: Tep on the brake tupid.
Me: Well, all the women text you except the one you like. And it hurts, so we drink. Sister: Get away from him!
It's hard to find them in the snow.
They seem really cool at first but then you're sick of them after a couple days and no one wants to be driving when they're on the road
Slow clap
Plow Me!
