BG got an early birthday day present yesterday. His PawPaw gave him his first truck (1993 Chevy Blazer). He was so excited driving home. I asked him if he thought it was the coolest vehicle ever and he just grinned real big and said "yeah". He is so happy. Of course he came home and washed it and vacuumed it out. He has no place to go, but he is carrying his keys around in his pocket. Not only does he have no place to go, he doesn't have a license yet (I think he forgot that little detail). He has big plans for his truck, of course. He is already making a list of what he needs and what he wants to do to his truck, including paint, big tires, lift kit, interior work. It sounds to me like he needs a big job in earn money for his big plans.
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