Who wants to laugh at Vicki I came out of Fry's with my basket full of groceries at 11pm at night and there are maybe 12 cars in the parking lot and like always I can't remember where I have parked. So I start walking up and down the isles and all of sudden I'm struck with fear, my van is nowhere in the parking lot I'm on the verge of tears I just know my vans been stolen, I'm about to loose it and start crying so I start to call Ryan to ask him what I should do next when I remember I drove there in Ryan's truck which I am standing in front of. =)
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