And that is why, when I locked my keys in my car I kind of, just a little, teensy, weensy, bit FREAKED OUT.
But don't worry for me, friends. It's all okay.
One of my redneck father's redneck friends just happens to be a car-unlocker. All is not lost. :)
A Northeaster: Part 3
4 months ago
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OH NO! POOR YOU! I hope you get in soon! :)
Haha, thanks, Kimmi :)
He came pretty early this morning and unlocked it!
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