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Saturday, June 28, 2003

On the way to the concert last night, Tiff drove cause I had woken up early to get to work early so I could leave work early. When we got on the Ohio turnpike we decided to stop at the rest stop and have dinner at McDonald's. We drove into the parking area and Tiff drives past about thirty empty parking spaces She went for one that was right near the door but decided that it might be a handicap space so she went to another one but a car coming from the other side beat her to it so she kept going to find her self near the tractor trailor trucks. There were a couple suvs parked there but we weren't sure if they were legal parking spaces. So we went back towards the empty parking spaces we went past before, but we had to do it fast cause the parking lot was designed to only be one way driving. We manage to find a parking space after dodging a car or two going the right direction.

We each got a value meal to go and we ate it in the car. Tiff ate her sandwich and decided to eat her fries while driving. She set her fries on her crotch and poured a bunch of salt packets on top of the fries. We got super-size fries, which comes in containers with a couple holes in the bottom. So when she lifted up the fries, she had a crotchful of salt. Thus, it is my discovery that the phrase "Salty Crotch" has many, many possiblities when it comes to humor. If you want to try it, next time you see or talk to Tiff, bring up her salty crotch.

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