This blog is to document my experiences with owning a blue 1990 Mazda Miata and a Grey Mercedes-Benz 300E. I write this for me and to try and share with others my obsession with cars.
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Ahem...
That Ball thing and the ring thing should be together.
Literally 48 hours after posting my plea to the car to not break down anymore. BANG; the knuckle popped out of the lower control arm. Thankfully this happened as I was parking cause if it happened on the freeway or at any significant speed it could have caused a lot of damage.
On Blocks
Oh and just as an extra FU, someone stole my hood ornament.
You know, I think you've gotten the wrong impression about me.
ReplyDeleteI think, in all fairness...
I should explain to you exactly what it is that I do.
Tomorrow morning I'll start up nice and easy, take a tow to the shop...
and get hauled in and see, and, uh, if you don't have my money for me...
I'll crack your fuckin' wallet wide open in front of everybody.
And just about the time that I'm comin' out of the repair bay...
hopefully you'll be comin' out of your bankruptcy.
And guess what? I'll break the fuck down again.
'Cause I'm fuckin' stupid. I don't give a fuck about getting repaired.
That's my business.
That's what I do.
We know what you do. You're an "actor" and get away with it.