Or, Yet Another Way Rex Weasels Out of Having to Practice Medicine and Still Prospers from It! Going to San Diego for free, without li’l Sarah, to check on Melissa’s apartment…Rex, you sly dog!
Okay, Mary Worth, if I have to deal with a cranky old woman, Rex is dealing with one right now! And she’s more interesting.
[When I was seven years old, the summer vacation that year was going to San Diego. One day we spent in Tijuana, and my dad took us on a bus ride to God knows where (aka, the little hills around Tijuana where the Tijuanans live). I can’t really remember any of it, but I think it was long). We did evidently come out of it alive. I think my dad, who didn’t drive, used to do that a lot.]
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