It was the night before the fourth and I was walking downtown. My aunt Sue was also in town for the holiday and saw me walking. She called my mom in a panic, because she knew that I had a car and knew that everyone of sound mind and body who has a car would never willingly choose to move themselves by any other means. She knew that either my van had broken down or I had just gone insane.
She's one of the Democrats in the family.
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