I cannot explain It. I've never once wanted a traffic cone. Never once considered taking one. Don't even have room for one in my apartment. But god damn the number of sunday mornings I've had to go put one back out randomly on a side walk.
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You just wait till you're a 70-year-old woman trying to hold in your gin breakfast with a pelvic floor like the rotted out floor of a mobile home that's been sitting in the woods for 20 years.