L had a blowout in Quinn on the way to work tonight.
It was at least close enough that she could limp home to leave me the problem to deal with in the morning (before I go to the blood bank at eight-fuckin-o’clock), but still . . . .
L had a blowout in Quinn on the way to work tonight.
It was at least close enough that she could limp home to leave me the problem to deal with in the morning (before I go to the blood bank at eight-fuckin-o’clock), but still . . . .
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