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<< Man am I glad I don't have to worry about a monthly visitor. >>
Ehhh... I don't hafta worry about it monthly, but one time that visitory paid the shotgun seat of my car a visit!
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Did you manage to clean that out? >>
Yes. It's called running 1-2 red lights. I forgot how many. Swerving into a shopping center type place. Running full speed into a supermarket for the stuff, slapping down a 20 and sprinting back out to give her what she needed.
*I have tinted windows and that reflective stuff to put on my front windows. I parked far away so she could do whatever she needed to do.*
Sprinted back into the supermarket, grabbed some comet, brushes, and upholstery cleanery. Running back out, praying she was done. Then, frantically brushing. I got it out, thankfully. Drove her home, drove home, then soaked my car seat and cleaned it several more times. I have a feeling if a cop pulled me over, he woulda let me go once he saw the blood. That, or pulled his gun on me because he thought I was doing something wrong.
P.S. The red lights I ran were yellow/red lights. When it was red and it was unsafe to go through the intersection, I made a quick right turn, and did one of those, burn tire left turns into the shopping center.