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Aug. 18th, 2012 04:11 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
psipsyRandom memory time (dunno if I told ya this one before):
Years upon years ago, we had a large station wagon. Large as in "two tons of GTFO of my way" large, what with body damage all over. It also smelled of wet dogs, a smell that never seemed to go away. But since it was large, it was good for hauling everyone and everything. Anyway. One time around Christmas, we're heading home on a three-hour drive and I'm sitting in the far back with the seat all to myself, where the wet dog smell was at it's strongest. I was also apparently coming down with something. I'm not one to get carsick (as evidenced by my ability to drive hundreds of miles a clip, or able to read as a passenger in a moving car), but I wasn't feeling good this time. I sit up, thinking that watching the scenery go by would help get my troubled mind off my troubled stomach. First thing I see? A billboard for Pizza Hut, lit up against the dark night sky, advertising "Fresh pizza, coming right up!" I was unimaginably close to asking my mom to wind down the back window so something else could come right up.
Years upon years ago, we had a large station wagon. Large as in "two tons of GTFO of my way" large, what with body damage all over. It also smelled of wet dogs, a smell that never seemed to go away. But since it was large, it was good for hauling everyone and everything. Anyway. One time around Christmas, we're heading home on a three-hour drive and I'm sitting in the far back with the seat all to myself, where the wet dog smell was at it's strongest. I was also apparently coming down with something. I'm not one to get carsick (as evidenced by my ability to drive hundreds of miles a clip, or able to read as a passenger in a moving car), but I wasn't feeling good this time. I sit up, thinking that watching the scenery go by would help get my troubled mind off my troubled stomach. First thing I see? A billboard for Pizza Hut, lit up against the dark night sky, advertising "Fresh pizza, coming right up!" I was unimaginably close to asking my mom to wind down the back window so something else could come right up.
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Date: 2012-08-18 11:52 am (UTC)Thank goodness I don't know how wet dogs smell like.
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Date: 2012-08-18 07:23 pm (UTC)