Phil sent me a picture of the billboard:

Dang, that's a horrible picture; she looks like she's in pain.
She traded in the Corvette for this sporty little number (and a pocketful of cash):


Phil was supposed to bring her down to see me tomorrow, but she called and cancelled this morning. I'm bummed.
Phil's bummed because he never got to drive the 'Vette.
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