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Originally posted by kddani
I turn down the one street to go around to block, and what do I run into? A gay pride parade! Going down a residential street (granted, one of the nicer city shopping districts was a street away, but still).
So there I am, sitting in my car for ten minutes.... watching drag queens walk by, smiling, waving, and blowing me kisses.
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drag queens in Shadyside? NOOOOOOOOOOOO you're kidding me!!
The next thing you are going to tell me is there are skanky horny old men at Donzi's.
the first damage to my car was to my parents' old Plymouth when I was 17. It was raining and the car kept stalling, on hills no less, which was freaking me out (I used to have a recurring nightmare about going backwards downhill in a car). So I was pretty much just pausing at the stop signs - I ended up going thru and crashing into this guy's brand new van. The killer was his vehicle was pretty much totalled - I just had a dent on the front fender. They don't make 'em like they used to.
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