You were walking around the institution to find this guy who your father said was your brother in his will but then you saw a guy sitting in your cruel dead fathers car

Dad, let's me drive slow on the driveway... Of course todays Monday i-i-i always drive the car on Saturday never drive on Monday

He spoke to himself as he took a picture of the steering wheel with his small camera

Of course the seats were originally brown leather and now its pitiful red... of course you were a baby then