When you’re having
a bad day that just makes you uber frustrated with life AND then you end up
sitting in traffic in the city that you currently despise…well then you kinda
feel like just yelling the F word.
That is until you
get this text message on the drive:
Houston owes those
two sweet boys big fat THANK YOUs because otherwise I would have come straight
inside to the computer to look for jobs that got me the H out of this city.
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