Sometimes I regret having such a rated G blog. Writing about poop and farts still qualifies as "G", right? If not, maybe it's PG. Anyway, Dave and I have some of the best PG-13 conversations and, gosh, it's so frustrating not being able to spill it all here. Sigh....
Anyway, after having a simply divine unquotable conversation we had a very boring conversation about driving on MoPac. Something about him wanting to change lanes and me letting him know that he didn't need to...just another boring conversation about
me being right and him being wrong
the two of us being our controlling selves. But, I came up with something awesome, oh yes I did! Know what I said?
Me: "Dude, this isn't my first road-e-o!"
Oh, yeah, he's a lucky guy!
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