While riding in a car with Max and 2 other coworkers on Thursday, I glanced out the backseat window and saw this store:
Yeah, that makes sense, I thought to myself. If you have really good abs, you want to get insurance in case something happens to them.
Then reality set in, and I realized that it's only in MY world where that makes sense.
Saturday, April 29, 2006
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