I told my dad that story and he said, “Never stop and talk to people in vans.”
You know, in case you ever wondered why I’m so dang paranoid. It wasn’t taught to me or anything.
The whole time I was writing that post, I was honestly thinking, maybe I should add in here how I don’t support talking to strangers.
With that said, don’t talk to strangers in vans. I support that.
I wonder how my dad feels about ice cream trucks. It’s all starting to make sense now.
You can’t trust people, but you can trust dogs. Paw to paw with my man, Joker.