My sweet Lauren began sobbing on the way to the Snow Shack. Who cries on their way to get sugar infused ice? What could be so tragically wrong in her young life?
*Sniffle, Sniffle*
"I saw a truck & it had the 'F' word in big letters across it..."
"Really? I missed that, where was it?"
"Right in front of us. It makes me feel so horrible!"
At this point I'm very confused, I didn't even know that she knew the 'f-bomb' (it's one of the few that actually hasn't escaped my mouth over the years).
"Come spell the word out for me please."
*More tears and sniffles*
"F...O...R...D!"
*Laughing hysterically*
"There are those who would agree with you, but trust me Lauren, Ford isn't the dreaded 'F' word!"
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