16 December 2024

And Then an Angel Pissed Down the Barrel of My Rifle

It's cold, rainy, and miserable.

Guess who got a flat?

No, not me.  It is Sharon*.

She called roadside assistance, but they could not get the spare out of the car, because the knob for the hold down screw uy stripped.

After the guy left, I got the knob off with a torch. (I neither burnt myself or set her car alight, so I count it a win)

We got the car home, and I'll put the donut on in the morning.

On the bright side, we are having some very good Yemeni food as a consequence. 

Sharon* wants me to add, f$#@ Progressive Auto Insurance.

*Love of my life, light of the cosmos, she who must be obeyed, my wife.

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