If love means having to customize your license place with this redonkulousness, then I'd rather be alone.
Also, to publicly tout your man as "BGDOG" on your car, Mr. Mister better live up to the hype. He better not come traipsing out of that minivan in pleated khakis, loafers, and a short sleeve button up. I expect a leather vest and bulging biceps from that Big Dog!
It's hard to be badass when you're driving a Honda Odyssey. Ruff, Ruff.
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