Sadly, this is true for my copilot as well . . .
Gnawing the Bone
I was crawling through traffic behind a bumper sticker that read, “God is my Copilot.”
I looked over at Nut Breath, sitting in my copilot seat, and asked what he thought about this. He was far too busy with his personal hygiene to answer.
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