on saturday morning worker man and i headed over to the taj get a little work done.
worker man was driving and i was sitting in the passenger seat.
and yes, apparently i felt the need to clarify that is were i would be sitting.
like he typically chauffers me around or something.
which now that i'm thinking about, might be kind of fun.
i might just propose that this week.
i'll let you know how it goes.
okay, wow...off track.
anyway, as i'm sitting in my well-clarified passenger seat, i look over and guess what i saw.
no seriously, guess.
can you tell from this picture?
a rotten banana.
why would i put that in the passenger door? when i hardly ever ride over there?
what is my deal with bananas?
i mean can't this experience.
and this experience be enough?