It was fairly early on a recent Saturday morning that I embarked on a chick’s road trip with my friend Ina.
After settling in for a long drive down to the South Carolina coast, enjoying yet another cup of coffee, I contemplated a little gray squirrel sitting on a fence by the side of the road.
Suddenly the car jerked sharply to the left, and Ina, spurting apologies, said, “Oh gosh….I am so sorry. I was distracted by that good lookin’ guy jogging.”
A hot jogger?
I didn’t see him at all because I was LOOKING AT A SQUIRREL!!!
Such is my life.
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