you door one of your heroes?
Last night after the girl's soccer game, we stopped at Schnucks for a bit o' dinner. I pulled into a primo parking spot (right by the "reserved for the cops" slot) and started getting out of the car. Nora, not wanting to wait for me in the car, got out too. She started opening her door but at the same time one of two the mu soccer players (dressed in black) was trying to get to her own door which was on the car next to ours. Nora about whacked her she didn't though. The player was polite and let Nora get out. Nora was speechless for a bit. "...did...did...you see...who that was?" Pretty cool.
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