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zhieBABY CAR: Ackackackneedoilackack
Me: I need one order of oil, and a side of can you look at the back driver side tire ‘cause the car is making death throw noises.
The Doors and Shakira: We shall entertain your auditory senses while your car is in the shop. Lalalalala!
Auto repair guy: *gives me the look*
Me: stop giving me the look
Auto repair guy: *continues with look, sips coffee*
Me: Aw, shitties.
Auto repair guy: You went 40K miles without rotating your tires.
Me: *blink blink* Score!
Auto repair guy: Your struts are lodged in the insides of your tires. How fast were you going on the freeway?
Me: Uh.. what’s the legal limit?
Auto repair guy: 65
Me: Well, then, NEVER any higher than that?
Auto repair guy: Your speedometer only goes to 85
Me: Yeah, kinda sucks not knowing how fast you’re able to get this thing to move…
BABY CAR: Yum! Oil!
Me: Bitch.
BABY CAR: 600 bucks more pampering! Yay!
Me: Hell nos. I have your old tires at home – struts only, kiddo.
BABY CAR: Bitch.
HIPPIE CAR: Dude! Like, man, I could really use some oil, too!
Me: Yeah, tell her that. Sorry, dude, gotta wait til next payday for you.
HIPPIE CAR: No, way, man!
Me: Dude. Way.
HIPPIE CAR: Can I at least get some antifreeze?
Me: God! What do you do with all the antifreeze I give you?
HIPPIE CAR: *glugglugglugglug* Whoa! Neon green! Dude!!
BABY CAR: Those guys at the service station were fondling my bumper!
Me: *le sigh*
So, the semi-super-secret idea of me maybe making it to dragoncon may not happen now.. kinda need the car for work stuffs, can’t not get this fixed. The tires, I shit you not, are totally flat in parts and bulged in others. Bad news. And the wagon would never make it all the way out to Thiensville. Nope. As it is, I doubt it will do well going all the way to Southridge, however, we’re going to attempt it. So, Dark, you gets to see the war wagon in action, I think. Not sure- might chance it with the little car ‘cause there have been streaks of lightning all over today, and the wagon has been hit before – the disadvantage of a metal framed car.
Me: I need one order of oil, and a side of can you look at the back driver side tire ‘cause the car is making death throw noises.
The Doors and Shakira: We shall entertain your auditory senses while your car is in the shop. Lalalalala!
Auto repair guy: *gives me the look*
Me: stop giving me the look
Auto repair guy: *continues with look, sips coffee*
Me: Aw, shitties.
Auto repair guy: You went 40K miles without rotating your tires.
Me: *blink blink* Score!
Auto repair guy: Your struts are lodged in the insides of your tires. How fast were you going on the freeway?
Me: Uh.. what’s the legal limit?
Auto repair guy: 65
Me: Well, then, NEVER any higher than that?
Auto repair guy: Your speedometer only goes to 85
Me: Yeah, kinda sucks not knowing how fast you’re able to get this thing to move…
BABY CAR: Yum! Oil!
Me: Bitch.
BABY CAR: 600 bucks more pampering! Yay!
Me: Hell nos. I have your old tires at home – struts only, kiddo.
BABY CAR: Bitch.
HIPPIE CAR: Dude! Like, man, I could really use some oil, too!
Me: Yeah, tell her that. Sorry, dude, gotta wait til next payday for you.
HIPPIE CAR: No, way, man!
Me: Dude. Way.
HIPPIE CAR: Can I at least get some antifreeze?
Me: God! What do you do with all the antifreeze I give you?
HIPPIE CAR: *glugglugglugglug* Whoa! Neon green! Dude!!
BABY CAR: Those guys at the service station were fondling my bumper!
Me: *le sigh*
So, the semi-super-secret idea of me maybe making it to dragoncon may not happen now.. kinda need the car for work stuffs, can’t not get this fixed. The tires, I shit you not, are totally flat in parts and bulged in others. Bad news. And the wagon would never make it all the way out to Thiensville. Nope. As it is, I doubt it will do well going all the way to Southridge, however, we’re going to attempt it. So, Dark, you gets to see the war wagon in action, I think. Not sure- might chance it with the little car ‘cause there have been streaks of lightning all over today, and the wagon has been hit before – the disadvantage of a metal framed car.
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Date: 2006-04-14 03:38 pm (UTC)Haldir: Let her go...now!
Dark: Whoa there tree swinger, calm down
*Haldir grabs Zhie and cudels her*
~DarkDreamer
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Date: 2006-04-14 08:10 pm (UTC)Nice to see I'm not the only one who has conversations with their vehicle.*snicker*
Boy, that's a jealous ass Marchwarden! hmmmmmm, Marchwarden,mmmmmm .... Sorry!
Hope everything goes well!!
**huggles** *throws death glare at Haldir* I'll be through huggling in a sec!!!
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Date: 2006-04-14 09:52 pm (UTC)Like to live dangerously, eh?
I spent $490 on a ball joint, tie rod and alignment last week. Ouch, that hurt.
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Date: 2006-04-14 10:46 pm (UTC)Me: "Shut the f**k up."
My car: "bitch."
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Date: 2006-04-15 07:03 am (UTC)