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okay, The scrapper for ice, frost, or thin snow goes in the backseat floor, Phil. I can't even get the trunk open.

 ever since I backed out and ripped off the side mirror, I'm scarred.  do my best to put Whitey inside though.

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  1. Sheri GrutzNovember 22, 2021 at 9:02 AM

    remember the tight and terrible car ramp after midnight of a wait staff job in Iowa City, frozen, lucky is anybody had any de-icer. course, I never had a car, just wanted to get a free ride home. so fucking cold.

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