As I commuted with my mother in our pollution-emitting vehicle, I heard the opening chords of the Dixie Chicks' "Landslide." Like any normal person, I reached for the dial to change the radio station.
It is almost unnecessary to explain that I always change the radio station away from hideous early 90's soft rock.
Then my mom snapped,"This is my car! You don't change the station without asking me! If you were sitting in Obama's car, would you change the radio station?! You're the kind of people who support Obama!"
...Yeah. I don't get it, either.
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