to get is phone. He even brought some muscle. Some tough looking guy.He tried to claim the fish was his, of course. He was like “Yea, I had that in my pocket. I was gonna eat it later” and shit. But I didn’t even listen ’cause I remembered it from last month, not making it home from the store in all. It was in the car the whole time.Which all leads me to ask: What ARE all those spaces where things can fall into and get lost in your car doing there? Can’t they be designed OUT of the system?

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