Okay so the guy called hubby and told him my truck was ready and to be there by 600 pm so I left work, stopped at a gas station to replace the gas, I had driven only 2.00 worth of gas off since yesterday and I was like WOW, cuz I drove to San Jose for some grub and work and back etc, so I am rethinking the whole SUV thing, maybe gonna want a car, not a FORD but a car. So I get there, I'm on the phone with my mom who has just had hernia surgery and has to pee alot and go inside to claim my POS and he notices I have a Tony Stewart lunch bag. Its the orange and black with 20 on it and says he is gonna charge me extra because he is a Jeff Gordon fan. Well, it is my fault that I carry a Nascar lunch bag, I mean I really am not that big of a redneck, it just holds a 6 pack for hubby to take to Darlington for the race on my birthday May 9th which we never spend together- anyways. Got the truck back and need a new lunchbox with the new 14 Tony Stewart red on it. Thank god, I didnt get a tattoo.!!!
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