Twenty-four hour shopping in Rapture
The scene: Kate and I pull up behind a blue pickup wearing two massive bumper stickers on the tailgate while at a red light on 213. Upon reading them, I am smitten but the light changes too fast for us to get a good picture.
Kate: “Do you want me to follow them until we get another light?”
Nick: “Sure…let’s hope they aren’t leaving town.”
A chase ensued.
We only had to make it to the parking lot of the nearest shopping plaza. You can see it was well worth the pursuit. And I thought I’d have nothing to blog about today…
If I’m leaving with the rapture, why should I “LRN CPR” like the license plate suggests?
I’ve seen that damn truck before! It haunts Chestertown, like some horrible religion-mobile.
Hoover, I suspect that we’ll need CPR when we are left behind during a rapture. He’s being helpful, you see!
Kristin, I thought I had seen it before but never read the stickers!