Oh, I haven't mentioned this
Oh, I haven’t mentioned this again yet. On Friday, when I went to Longview with mom and dad to get my car, I rode with my mom in my car. Along the way from one place to another, I told her Khara’s oil pan story. Then for the rest of the trip, any time we got close to a pothole or a bump, I said, "remember what happened to Khara," and I’d giggle and she’d go around LOL! I just thought I’d share!!! So everybody out there, let’s all start saying that when we get near potholes and big bumps <.giggele.>
