Okay, here's the green box on wheels. Hans can fit "all the tools necessary for building a house" in it, and all the bumps in the road magically smooth out. I'm reluctant (!) to put any bumper stickers on it.
For the first time in my life--and believe me, I NEVER thought I'd EVER say something like this--I find I want to wash and wax the car. I want to keep it clean!
O, gack. I've been yuppified. The horror!
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I felt that way, too... and now look at mine! They quickly Alaska-fy... if you get it dirty, you'll feel like you're using the car the way it should be used. Besides, isn't the mud and dust around here just a protective layer from gravel???
No bumper stickers? How can you live in Ester and not have bumper stickers on your car?
Could we coax you to reconsider if it was an "Impeach Bush" one?
I bet you'll give in after the first time flying gravel cracks the windshield. :)
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