God Hauling Ass
Last night we were watching live TV -- uh, the pain! -- and saw the beginnings of what seemed to be a promotional commercial for a show about some king of Egypt. The camera swept over acres and acres of wind-blown sand and the words, something like, "The King Who Lasted The Longest," or, "The King of All Kings," something about the story of all stories, and then... then! A FUCKING FORD SUV drove out from the sand.
I turned to Jon and said, "WHAT?"
And he shrugged and offered, "I suppose it's the Ford Jesus Edition. You know, for Christians."
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Heather talks about overcoming depression on today's Momversation.
- Leta: "STOP FOLLOWING ME, COCO!"
I wonder where she picked up that exclamation.
- Me: "Hey Marlo, here's a vibrantly colored, squeaky toy made specifically for your age group!"
Marlo: "Got any knives?"
- @makeandtakes my pleasure! Had a great time with you guys!
