Saturday, April 18, 2009

How policewomen rolled when the world was brown

Seat belts are for the unLiberated.
"Throw the kids in the hatchback and light me a smoke while I steer with my knee! Mama wants to drive!"


  1. How did any of us survive? When I see this photo, I can't help but hear "Clouds in my coffee, clouds in my coffee..."

  2. Go back a few years, and we were standing on the floor on the passenger side front, biting on the metal dashboard...



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