tiaraWhat does it mean when you go out to your car in the parking lot and discover that someone has left their tiara behind, just laying there on the asphalt next to an oversized pickup truck you know the kind that says way too much about who it is you’re trying to pretend to be. Whose tiara is that? Is it mine? Is it some little girl’s, who has to sit in the back of the pickup from time to time? And if that’s the case, why is it laying here in this parking lot? Because no little girls ever get out here. And for sure, they never accidentally dropped their tiara. And then there’s you, being a perfect ass. Yeah, well, buddy, if that tiara’s still there in the morning, it’s mine. All mine.