5 thoughts on “Open Letter to the Girl in the Green Subaru with the Sea Turtle Stickers on the Back Window”
I think we should introduce her to the guy in front of me who kept spitting out his window. Same question. Where do you think this is going to end up! Are you all right??
The windshield washers on the Cavalier were mounted on the wiper arms, and one of the nozzles was not aimed right, so it sent an arc of washer fluid up and to the right whenever the washer was activated. One day, I was at a traffic light when the guy in a jumbo pickup truck next to me tossed a butt — I don’t think he even realized I was there. The butt came to rest, still smoking, on top of one of my wiper blades, allowing the smoke to be drawn into the air-conditioner intake. Without thinking, I hit the washer button to douse the butt and flick it off the car. Poetic justice.
The windshield washers on the Cavalier were mounted on the wiper arms, and one of the nozzles was not aimed right, so it sent an arc of washer fluid up and to the right whenever the washer was activated. One day, I was at a traffic light when a guy in a jumbo pickup truck next to me tossed a butt — I don’t think he even realized I was there. The butt came to rest, still smoking, on top of one of my wiper blades, allowing the smoke to be drawn into the air-conditioner intake. Without thinking, I hit the washer button to douse the butt and flick it off the car. Poetic justice.
I think we should introduce her to the guy in front of me who kept spitting out his window. Same question. Where do you think this is going to end up! Are you all right??
The windshield washers on the Cavalier were mounted on the wiper arms, and one of the nozzles was not aimed right, so it sent an arc of washer fluid up and to the right whenever the washer was activated. One day, I was at a traffic light when the guy in a jumbo pickup truck next to me tossed a butt — I don’t think he even realized I was there. The butt came to rest, still smoking, on top of one of my wiper blades, allowing the smoke to be drawn into the air-conditioner intake. Without thinking, I hit the washer button to douse the butt and flick it off the car. Poetic justice.
The windshield washers on the Cavalier were mounted on the wiper arms, and one of the nozzles was not aimed right, so it sent an arc of washer fluid up and to the right whenever the washer was activated. One day, I was at a traffic light when a guy in a jumbo pickup truck next to me tossed a butt — I don’t think he even realized I was there. The butt came to rest, still smoking, on top of one of my wiper blades, allowing the smoke to be drawn into the air-conditioner intake. Without thinking, I hit the washer button to douse the butt and flick it off the car. Poetic justice.
did you add shadows to your headers or do I need new glasses?
The shadows have been there for years, but I think this is the longest title in the history of the blog, which makes the shadows more obvious.