Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Why I hate my car.

First of all, let me say that I am grateful to even have a vehicle, but here lately I have wanted to drive it off a cliff and get it over with. Let me count the ways:
1. Windshield busted all to shit {thanks to previous owner crazy ex boyfriend...lovely.}
2. The engine mounts need to be replaced. Which means it shakes and vibrates...it used to only do it when stopped at a traffic light/stop sign, etc. Now it does it all the time. It first I thought,{jokingly}hey... a cheap thrill!!! Yeah not so much.
3.It has more dents than a can at a recycling center {once again, thank you so so much ex-boyfriend}
4.The hooker who had it before me either got in a wreck and spilled a soda everywhere or one of her bratty kids sprayed it all over the ceiling of the car {think of when a race car driver wins the cup and the spray the champagne everywhere and all over him...got it in your head???? K.} Now picture this: THE FUCKING SHIT WONT' COME OUT!!! Tried Greased Lightning, Clorox wipes, you name it. That shit will still be here when the dust from a mushroom cloud settles.

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