Locked in the trunk of my car, again.

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Wednesday, December 14, 2005

The un-opened can of gingerale that has been sitting in the cup holder of my car for the last 6-8 months finally exploded this morning. I'm thinking the apple juice should blow in another few days. I'm taking bets.

posted by Annie | 1:11 PM

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