stolen

On Friday, I dropped my phone and shattered the screen, rendering it useless. Irony is contacting the police to tell them that if they in fact find my stolen vehicle, please don’t call me – call my sister instead. And then I asked, “By the way, any news?” And they said, “No.” On Friday night,…

I thought that having the Honda stolen twice was more than my fair share, but apparently not. I WILL say that I’m laughing pretty hard about this, though.  I mean, come on.