Aug
06
Beverly Hills it Ain’t
Let me just tell you a little bit about the kind of people that live in my suburb. Last night I’m walking out of a restaurant with Mrs. Donk and my mother-in-law, when I spotted a jacked up truck with huge shocks and tires that came up to my chin.
Hanging from the rear view mirror was one of those handicapped decals. At first I thought whoever owned the behemoth was making a funny, but sure enough, as I walked past the passenger side, there was a guy helping his elderly mother up into the passenger seat USING A STEP LADDER.
Beverly Hills it ain’t.
A stepladder? Seriously? That’s respecting dear old mom.