Not of the cheddar cracker variety

So this afternoon we took a trip to the mall. It was dark and gloomy and drizzly around town today so naturally it seemed like every other person on the road was a moron, completely devoid of driving skills.

As we're pulling into the parking lot, one of these morons nearly made an illegal left turn through a red light, almost t-boning our car, and Scott yelled, "Jesus!"

Angelica piped up from the back seat, laughing: "Cheez-its? No way!"

Ahh...we had a good laugh about it.