Meanwhile, at the First-World Second-Hand Car Lot

"Gals at school dropoff are totes giving me crap about how little my SUV is."

"Nothing worse."

"Friend of mine will be here in a minute to check you're not ripping me off..."

"Yup. Big decision. The Mitsubishi or the M1 Abrams. Kick the tread while you wait, if you want,"

"Maybe.... hey, I don't want to leave the other car here, can you deliver the new one?"

"Sure. Too easy."

The 80s were a bit frisky with the nooklia weapons. I did my final years of highschool assuming/banking on the fact that I was gonna die before any of it had to matter.

Having dinner with one of my favourites the other night, I asked how he was going with the current administration. He answered, "We are interested in how far we can go, with the crazy."

I have always had a problem with short, to mid-range nukes. It suggests that somehow there's a way to use them in a limited way...