You wet your pants in the car! I'm sorry, but you can't come here anymore. I appreciate your honesty, but I'm afraid that you may wet on us if you are ever alone with us and in a car at the same time. May God bless you fleetwood. I'm going to have to call your minister and tell him this too, in case you try to drive the church van for the seniors. I'll also contact all the car dealers in your area, but please know it's because I love you. |