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Diagnosis: Inconvenience!

Submitted by mojo on Thu, 05/08/2008 - 6:34am

So yesterday morning was the first chance my Favorite Husband had to look at the Deathtrap. I just naturally assumed I would drive him to work and then take his car--wait, let's make that MY car, my beloved little reliable Taco--to run my oh-so-important errands. But it turned out he wasn't going to the office, but rather visiting a half dozen clients a gazillion miles away, so once again our beloved Mojo must scramble for her very existence. She responds like a Viking, by calling Mommy and Daddy and begging them to pick her up and chauffer her everywhere she whimsically desires.  MORE Mojo! »


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