I’m in the car with my seven-year-old son, when you have kids, shit accumulates in the car. Wrappers, food, plastic bowls, action figures, etcetera. My son is rummaging around in the back seat, he exclaims, hey! Two pieces of gum! I say, oh yeah?
He says, man. This is like, the best part of my day.
From my heart to yours,
Clint Curtis. Bartender.