"This makes me white trash, doesn't it?"

I had Chad over for burgers tonight. We hung out for a while and as he was leaving, he called to tell me there were 3 police cars at the gas station across the street. Well, this is something I gotta watch, right? So I grabbed my cheap, cold mac & cheese and sat on the balcony to watch. And then it occurred to me... this isn't particularly classy is it? So I called Chad and after a few questions (are you wearing your coat?), we decided that just to be safe, I should just go inside. So I'm not white trash.

...but I bet I'm missing something good.


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