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It is really funny picturing you starting your car up and then being menaced by the spectral penis that haunts your car's windows.
Rachel, it was me.
Yeah, it totally was Tooley. You really had to question which of us was responsible? Please, clearly this means Tooley's been away too long.
I'm waiting for you Rachel
The problem is, it's not when I start my car up, but after I've been driving it around for like a half hour when it's cold enough outside and hot enough inside (like last night when Becca and I were driving home after the hot tub, ow owwww) to fog up. Then I'm like, WTF is that in my back window aaaaaarsrgsjhg
it knows what you did last summer.