You know, moving to a new town forces you into some adaptation. You might even resort to things you wouldn't have considered before.
In my case, I've been in DC for a couple of weeks now, and based on what I've seen, I know what I have to do. I have to get one of those inflatable dolls. And at this point, I don't even care what sex it is.
So what is it - one too many nights alone in a motel room?
No. I just want to dress it up and put it on the passenger side of my vehicle so I can drive in the HOV lanes.
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