7.3.11
Where there's smoke there are clowns
Like many people sirens make me nervous. Whenever I hear an ambulance or firetruck I go through a series of worst case scenarios that involve my close friends and family. Luckily I've recently developed a technique to help settle my nerves. Every time I hear a siren I tell myself, "Obviously there must be a parade near by." I still make sure I stop and obey the law when it comes to emergency vehicles, but now I'm also filled with the unexplainable child like joy that can only come from a parade. If only emergency vehicles would toss candy while they drove by.
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