Ive been searching for that ever elusive Scotty and his transporter for some time now. It would have been much easier to get from point A to point B in a matter of seconds. Three reasons Ive been looking for him are: First, it would make LDRs soooo soooo much easier. Second, visiting friends and relatives would be faster and cost effective. Lastly, his transporter would be handy in dire need, especially yesterday afternoon. After dropping off my daughter to her school residence late yesterday afternoon, I decided to take the long scenic route to work. During that 1-1/2 hour drive to work, I realized it was a huge mistake to have ordered that large coffee (double-double) at a drive thru earlier on. The sky was clear, the countryside was just spectacular, but I was OOOOH SOOOO uncomfortable. Cant decide whether I should cross my legs (hmmm... not a good idea while driving), or loosen my pants. At that very moment, finding a washroom is more precious than finding gold...but not a single gas station, Tims or MacDonalds in sight. Beam me up to the nearest washroom, Scotty, and make it quick! The scary thing about all these is...what if I get to point B with all my body parts mixed up? LOL! :D :D :D (Sorry folks....I just get these weird and vivid imaginations from time to time :D) However, if you happen to find Scotty...send him my way. :)
Posted on: Mon, 21 Oct 2013 11:42:43 +0000
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