Purple car!

In an effort to keep us kids quiet in the car, my grandmother suggested we look for purple cars. The trick worked only too well. Forty years later, we're still on the lookout for purple cars.

Hubby spotted this beauty today. He's been marred to a C Dot long enough to know that he had to call out, "Purple car!" or it wouldn't count. (For what, I don't know, but them's the rules.)

Another rule is if you can't follow the first rule, then I have to declare, "Chuck, chuck, bus to London!" which means I win and you don't.

Basically, I can evoke the Bus to London rule whenever I want and I always win.