I see no point for those. Just gimme the car. I'm willing to ask sir Loin about purses to get it around with me.
I appreciate that someone obsess more than I, I feel like a complete idiot when the matter of cars is talked with anyone, I go as far in occasion as to act like I don't know what I'm buying just to keep the balls from popping out.
And the situation inside the house is even better. The active sound gives out too much pleasure to the hubby, so I stopped feeding him 3 week ago or so, and he still doesn't shut up.
Key fob. least of the problems.
