Instead of scraping my windows this morning I just squirted some wiper fluid on the windsheild until I could see out of a little hole.
When I needed to see out of the side windows, I'd just roll the window down.
Obviously I was running late.
On my drive I heard my text alarm go off.
I got to work and the text said, "Girl you better defrost yo' windows!"
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I'm willing to burn about $20 of gas waiting for the one-inch thick sheet of ice on my windshield to melt.
I love the environment, but I hate the cold!
Brian
I text because I care ... and I have nothing better to do!
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