Wednesday, July 6, 2011

I'm not calling...you call.

I'm not calling...you call.
Grown kids never quite grow up. Our bribes just get better when you have to bail us out. Empty promises to mow the yard have been replaced with actual desserts from The Cheesecake Factory. But in our defense, we needed to make sure that The Club really would keep the car from being stolen. Yep...it totally works as advertised. However, next time we'll make sure to have the key on hand. But you must admit that cheesecake was amazing and worth the trip to rescue us...