Matt drove me to the doctor this afternoon and as we maneuvered our way on snowy I-95, we chatted randomly. Side note: by maneuver, I mean avoid all the pig-headed SUV owners out there who think that just because they’re bigger and have 4-wheel drive, that it’s necessary to drive like they would if it was a sunny regular day, haphazardly knocking people out of the way. Matt’s Legacy has all-wheel drive, too, but he also possesses common sense. This is clearly something that they surgically remove from your brain once you sign the papers for your gas-guzzler.
Speaking of surgery, we were chatting about human abnormalities and at one point, he added, “And she had 17 toes.”
Me? “That’s too many. No wait, that’s too few…No. Wait.”