An update on the car situation (cuz I know ya'll care and stuff:)
After a conversation with Cletus, it has been determined that there is no hope for the Mazda. The amount of money it would require to fix it is more than it's worth. Ma and the Amazon will just have to share the van with me until I get my tax refund after the first of the year.
Maybe I'll invest in a pair of roller skates instead... or a Vespa. I can see it now... scootin' up the hill to the asylum on my little red scooter, with my matching helmet and backpack... my sizeable hind end hanging off the sides. I'd be stylin' and profilin'.
Stop laughin'.
4 comments:
I am so sorry about your car. I hope you can find some good transportation until you get your tax refund.
Sounds to me like Cletus mighta given you the run around the first time through. I believe I'd be pitching a bitchfit right about now.
Awwww... sorry to hear about your car. I'm happy to see you were able to find a little humor in the situation.
Cars suck.
Just my personal opinion, hope you don't mind that I used your blog to air it.
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