Sunday, February 24, 2013

Dont forget the handbreak

So my wife, (at the time college girlfriend) and I were visiting my mom. We had just gotten back to her house after leaving a club late one night. It was cold so we pulled in the driveway and sat there talking for a few. After a little conversation things got steamy in the car, so I moved over to her seat and we started going at it. Apparently the car was rockin because 10 minutes later I looked up, wiped the fog off the window, and noticed the car was now sitting in the middle of the street. In our youthful frenzy, I had forgotten to set the parking break. My mom asked me the next morning why we were sitting in the car in the middle of the street at 3am

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