New Rural King store, wife goes one way I go the other. I look over batteries, tires, oil & Dewalt. Getting keyed up. Find wife, you ready to go? She says, I want to look more, this place has a lot of stuff. Told her I'd be in the parking lot sitting in porch swing or something when she was ready to leave. What's wrong? she said.
Told her, this effing music is driving out of my effing gourd, I have to get away from it...now. Pop country I guess it was, don't even want to know.
