OK so here's Chad LaLor, and that's his adorable red Mini Cooper. Super trendy, flashy, high powered candy apple red Mini Cooper that goes for about $30,000, roughly twice as much as my own personal Corinna Corolla, bless her darling soul. Now I adore Corinna and her gas-miserly ways, but I would drop her in a heartbeat for a candy-apple-red Mini Cooper. Corinna, I'm sorry baby, it's the truth. Anywho, Chad LaLor is a guy who lives in Superior, Wisconsin, drives a Mini Cooper and likes to throw back a few on Friday evenings. Who doesn't? And when you live in Superior; hell, anywhere in Wisconsin, tying one on and drinking your way into oblivion isn't just a once-in-a-while occurrence, it's a requirement of residency, as far as I can tell. Especially on Fridays after you get off your shift. You see, Chad here is one of Superior's finest. That's right, he's not just a cop, he's a Captain. That, combined with the fact that he drives a Cooper, has made him irresistible to me. I'm completely smitten. What's even sexier about Chad is the fact that even though he kind of hit a truck on Friday when he was driving home at 2:30 am and swerved over the median, and then took off, which technically is a hit-and-run, is that because Chad is a cop he's got all the mad hook-ups. He probably won't even get a slap on the wrist! Ooh, Chad, you're above the law, you little hottie, you. I love a man with connections. And a pretty red car. Call me when you get it out of the shop, K, Chad, you sexy beast, you? I want to go drinking with you in Sup-town. That's sounds like a kick-ass Friday night to me.
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
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