rootbeer

Today I got in the back seat of the car because the dogs had jumped into the front seat when I went to the store to get creamer and root beer. I put the root beer down on some staples that had spilled out of a box into the back seat and one must have gotten pierced ( please stop singing Vamsi ) because  root beer started spraying all over the car. Vamsi won't stop singing. He is a terrible singer. He is trying to get on my good side, at least he said so, but he is doing a very bad job of it.