Nothing quite says "badass" like a Mom in a minivan. Go ahead, Junior. Pull up next to me at the light, with your cig out the window, blaring some music that I have never heard. Smirk at me. I dare you, motherfucker. You can't read MY poker face. When that light turns green, my V8 is going to leave you in the dust
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