Now this is funny stuff.
Every weekend we load the boys into our 1983 Suburban for a ride around the neighborhood, mostly so Tug doesn’t completely freak when we go on trips. He’s big and yet dumb that way.
Mighty Whitey, our Suburban, is something like 600 cubic feet inside. It’s huge. No, bigger than huge, it’s BIG.
And the cluster is all around Miss Carol.
I drive and I sing the happy songs.