Yesterday I just had to take a day off from all this time off and go to the beach again. Wouldn't you know, it was a sunny day?
As I am gliding down the freeway I spot this car, the likes of which I ain't seen in ages. A Woody! With the original black plates and everything!
So, I fumble for my camera while driving and changing the radio station every two minutes, and try and catch up with the thing.
He's practically in San Diego by the time I get my act together.
The picture you see is the best I could do without endangering lives and risking a ticket.
I mean, think about it. What self -respecting lesbian would risk life and limb to snap a pic of a man and his woody on the freeway?