AKA: Reason 543 we love our PT Cruiser!
We were the THIRD customers at the Boy Scout’s lot this year. Needless to say, a very eager Boy Scout was quite disqusted with 1) our faulty memory of what kind of tree we usually got and 2) our inability to tell him what it smelled like (we said pine, turns out the right answer was oranges) Anyway, we chose our tree blindly since they had just come off the truck that morning and were very tightly pressed. But our scout gave us a fresh cut while his brother scouts chatted us up and Carl loved all the action. He talked to and about the tree the whole way home. He sat in the 1/3 section of the back seat that we left in and the tree took up the rest of the car. Next year: two cars or a luggage rack – yikes!
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