I was minding my business outside of the gas station in downtown Poolesville across the street from Bassetts restaurant. There was a man trying to sell a 1986 Cadillac Deville for $1,100 to a teenage girl. The teenage girl had a set of lips tattooed on her neck and three hickeys on the part of her chest that was visible. I am pretty sure I don’t want to know what the guy who gave her the hickeys did on the part of her chest that was not visible. The teenager turned to me and asked if she should by the 1986 Cadillac Deville. I suggested that before parting with her $1,100 she should at least get a mechanic to look at it. I am chalking up her decision to seek the advice of a man wearing tights with a piece of styrofoam strapped to his head to a combination of desperation and horrible judgment. It is fairly safe to assume that anyone with a set of lips tattooed on her neck has horrible judgment.