I've come to the realization that my car is female. And she's a jealous female. You see, every time I start dating a girl seriously, she (my car, not the girl) gives me serious problems. My most recent car issues? I got a flat tire last night and for whatever reason I couldn't take the flat tire off to replace it with the donught that I have in my trunk. I think the dang tire is rusted to the axle or something. What makes it worse is that I'm in Oceanside, Long Island where nothing is open 24 hours and nothing is open on Sundays.
So I'm fighting with my car right now. We're not talking to each other. She always does this to me. Ah, I guess it's my own fault for having a relationship with two different women, even if one of them is a purple Japanese sedan.
Posted by glenn at April 3, 2005 10:30 AM