As I was driving my father and myself home from work today, we noticed an SUV parked on the west side of Fruitland Avenue near the 7th Avenue intersection in Puyallup. Dad asks, "Why in the world would someone park there? That makes no sense." You see, there is pretty much nothing out there except the WSU fields and the Anderson's farm and maybe 4 feet for a shoulder. If you can call it that. So I answer, "Well, maybe they ran out of gas. Or perhaps they have a flat. Or maybe they got kidnapped. You know. Forced out by gunpoint." My dad just looked at me. It took me a minute to realize he was looking at me with an excuse-me-what look on his face. My response, "Sorry, daddy. I think I've been watching too much 24.*" Yeah. That was pretty much the end of that conversation.
(But maybe they were...)
*There is no such thing as "too much 24."
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Us too!!! What did you think of the little twist this week? Shesh! Hate to wait!!!
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