Before I got my drivers license, according to Illinois law, I had to drive with an adult passenger for supervision. So that, the elder person of vehicular knowledge could espouse their lessons learned.
Now, one day with my father in tow, i came to notice two girls were behind us. Very pretty girls in fact. Driving along right behind us. This caused me much anxiety. 'Aww man.... i'm with my dad', 'Do I look cool', 'I hope they don't see me'.
Keep in mind i have never seen these females before. I was simply a young boy who wanted desperately to stick his, you know what, anywhere near a girl. So, as i rode along contemplating all things relative, a stop sign was fastly approaching. Closer even now. And for reasons i cannot comprehend at my current age. I didn't stop because i didn't want to look like a dork.
Very odd thought pattern.
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2 comments:
I love dorks.
hahaha
love it. very good.
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