I so wish I had one of these little guys the summer after first year of college! I got pulled over by a State Trooper for going 5 miles over the speed limit while headed back to my parents from a friends house. When I asked him if he was serious (because the speed limit had just changed and I was slowing down) he started YELLING AT ME! Yep, yelling; and at the top of his rather powerful lungs, I might add. By the time he was done with his tirade and writing up the ticket ("Stupid little blond, rich girls that think the can get away with whatever they want!" etc.) I was literally crying so hard I could not talk . . . and I don't cry easily. Oh, that I had a Trunk Monkey that I might have sent after him!. . . Just to reason with him! ;)
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