My Nose Isn’t Broken But He Would Not Get in the Jeep

Posted on July 8, 2014 by RL

Don't feel like going to the vet today.

Don’t feel like going to the vet today.

I like the vet. She has boobs. I like boobs.

Where’s Mommy?

I don't like her to be driving it. It's way fast and she's a leadfoot.

I don’t like her to be driving it. It’s way fast and she’s a leadfoot.

Calm down, son. She can handle it. Thrash around any more and you might break my nose.

3 thoughts on “My Nose Isn’t Broken But He Would Not Get in the Jeep”

Mrs. RL on July 8, 2014 at 6:04 pm said:

I am not a lead foot. As Raymond said, I’m a good driver. And the so sweet MR2 loves the NJ Turnpike.
- RL on July 8, 2014 at 6:40 pm said:
  
  You are a lead foot. And a tailgater. You refuse to remember the 2 second rule. You’re Jackie Stewart in hiding.
RL on July 8, 2014 at 9:04 pm said:

No, I didn’t smack him. Before you suggest I did. He smacked my nose pulling back from the Jeep door. Not his fault. We have to get him used to riding again. We just had a long nap together. He doesn’t hate me. He hates the Jeep.

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