Sunday, he moved our oldest's car out to the street because it was blocking him. An hour later, I went upstairs and saw cars going around it - he had parked it in the middle of the lane roughly three feet from the curb. I had to run out and move it before we got a ticket.
I'm amazed, after all these years, he still can find new outrageous things to do.
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