It's freezing outside today, so I decided to track the girl without leaving my car. Believe it or not, I haven't had any in a while, so my morning wood was driving me fucking crazy. Here she is – I start rubbing hands before motioning her to come sit in my car. Honey, you owe us $3,000 for that boob job. You have two choices – you either cover the entire sum (plus interest) or blow me in the car. Guess what she ended up choosing?