Okay, I was having a bad morning-- just a melancholy, lonely morning-- until I saw a vehicle on the road and it reminded me of the following exchange:
Heather: (pulling into Blockbuster) Oh, look, someone drove their cardboard box. Isn't that nice?
Me: (oblivious as always and staring in the wrong direction) What?
Heather: (pointing) Over here.
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