Okay Sorhors,
I had to tell my bluetiful sisters this story, I know ya'll will understand.
I was driving to work today minding my business when all of a sudden a huge orange bucket flew off of a truck in front of me. I tried my dam*est not to drive over it, but of course I did and these sparks started flying from up under my car. So I was like "I'm going to blow this car up kill myself" so I pulled over and got out to take a look. (and yes, it was the hottest day in the last two years here in DC..so you know I was right irritated
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Anyway, I was trying everything to get this bucket from under my car and it was really stuck so I sat and thought for a minute.Then I looked in the backseat and saw my cane that I had taken to a picnic this summer. And yes I used that cane to beat that bucket from up under my car. I REALLY didn't want to, but I had to.
After the whole ordeal, I thought to myself "
"SIGMA IS ALWAYS THERE WHEN I REALLY NEED IT"