Jacked

If I didn't want people looking at my ass, I wouldn't wear assless chaps.
Know what I mean?
What a day.
I'm running on fumes right now.
Jam it in neutral at the top of big hills.
Speaking of Buicks I drive, someone broke into our car on Duckworth.
Well, they jimmied it, I suppose.
Everything is intact and the doors were locked.
But they got in there.
Joke was on them, of course.
I own nothing of value.
Score one for the good guys.