The rain on my car is a baptism.

Last night I was driving home and when I got home I started looking for the phone b/c I wanted to call my sister. My wife says to me “Why do you need to talk to her right now? What do you have to tell her? I looked at her and said:

“The rain on my car is a baptism, this is the new me: Power Lloyd. My assault on the world begins now.”

Sometimes there’s someone that gets it. Usually my wife does, but not this time.

She looked back and said: “Call your geeky sister.”

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