Have I mentioned how much I hate thieves?
One of the things you really don't want to hear at 6:45 am from your wife is "honey, where's the truck..."
Yup, once again it seems that thieves have struck. My F250 SD drove off without me sometime last night between the time I got home from the HS football game and went to bed (11:30ish) and the time Holly started to go to work. It could have been much worse, but dang, I really liked that truck. Fortunately other than my prescription Costas, there really wasn't anything of much value. But...
Oh well. Life goes on.
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Choose to chance the rapids and dare to dance that tide
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