Tuesday night I just had to go to the grocery store, we were out of milk and the very essential toaster strudel for breakfast. It began raining, really raining, as I was pulling into Wal-Mart. The closest parking spot was too far away for my liking so I thought, "forget this, I'm going to Market Street to park in the
new and expectant mothers parking". Is that so bad? I deserve it, right?
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