|Si se puede|
When I first got my license I would drive to the Claremont colleges just to go to the
|Ross's book is here somewhere. It's a bit sticky.|
I also almost got my ass kicked by a lesbian. Yes, really. A blonde asked for a light so I lit her smoke for her. Started chatting her up when her girlfriend got up in my shit. It was at the all women's college (Claremont has five different colleges in their village of schools) and I vacillated between thoughts of death by women and, not actually wanting to die. One of those options left me smiling, the other left me alive. I am still not sure I chose correctly.