Since it has been pointed out to me that I am epic fail on blogging, here I am. Consider ass kicked. Mine, that is. I’m too short to kick anyone else’s ass. Well, Gavin’s, but that’s no fun and I’m not interested in having Children’s Services on me again.
I went to buy Steve some sinus meds last night. Since we all know we just want pseudoephedrine to build meth labs and blow up trailer parks, I walked to the counter with my May I Have This Medication Please card and pulled out my driver’s license so he can make sure I haven’t bought up my full daily supply at the Walgreen’s across the street.
*scan* *beep* Um, I’m sorry ma’am. I can’t sell you any of this completely legal, no prescription required medication. Your license expired two months ago.
Oh noes! Do not want!
*blink* *lol* Funny. I’m glad you noticed that. Obviously, I hadn’t. Neither did the cop who pulled me over last month.
So there you are. Steve is still sick, and trailer parks are safe from me for the moment.
