I was getting a late-night breakfast taco last Sunday morning, when in the drive-through lane behind me, a young female driver shouted "I love your car and license plate. Can I take a picture?" She was driving a large white SUV... Ford Excursion or something like that.
The top was down on the E93, so I turned around and said, "sure, okay, haha."
She got out, and two of her other young female friends got out. They got by the rear bumper of my and started snapping photos of each other.
It was a hoot.
Pick up a copy of this month's Penthouse to read how the story ends. Bow-chica-wow-wow!