January 2012
You have three options there. All three involve being a total bitch:
invalidrequest replied to your post: I could’ve sworn my mother had taken something…
Wise decision.
I know. I had the pleasure of hearing her criticize my driving skills all the way back :D
1) Stop the car, make her get off and walk back home;
2) Stop the car, get off, get to the passenger side, open the door, push her to the steering wheel and let her drive (and begin cricizing her driving skills);
3) Continue driving, open the passgenger door, throw her out, drive away with a maddly mad grin on your face.
I trust my advice will be of great assistance in future ocassions.
The thing here is that...
I forgot what I was about to post.
“No me tientes, que si nos tentamos no nos podremos olvidar.”
—(via thecruelestgirl)
I've just realized something which is not nice.
It’s Monday (again) already =(
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