There’s a vehicle dealer in the Kentuckiana area called Tom Raper, which always slightly shocks me when I see it on the back of someone’s trailer or whatever. This happened as usual the other day, as Ian and I were going to Lexington.
| Ian: | If my name was Tom Raper, I wouldn’t sell RVs. |
| Me: | I don’t think that’s the solution, Ian. |
| Ian: | No, think about it. He could be Tom Raper, Attorney-at-Law! I’d be like “YES! He rapes the people, and then I win!” |
