I had to take the courtesy van from First Texas Honda to work this morning. There were two other guys and a woman in the van. While dropping off the first guy, the woman got a cell phone call. Apparently, she’s buying a new car, but getting financial help from her father to do it. A minor argument ensued and the call ended with “That’s fine. I’m ok with being called a titty-baby.”

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