Seven years ago I bought a new battery for my truck.
Today it died.
No time for mourning.
I asked a man I’d never met if he’d jump me.
We really ought to find a new way to say that.
On Friday I chose to wait till Monday to get more gas.
I regretted that today.
I chose the car wash option for ten dollars.
My car is still not clean.
Seeds are without intelligence.
They cannot find purchase in my air filter.
Windshield wipers like samurai swords.
Rain drops will do my bidding.
Today it died.
No time for mourning.
I asked a man I’d never met if he’d jump me.
We really ought to find a new way to say that.
On Friday I chose to wait till Monday to get more gas.
I regretted that today.
I chose the car wash option for ten dollars.
My car is still not clean.
Seeds are without intelligence.
They cannot find purchase in my air filter.
Windshield wipers like samurai swords.
Rain drops will do my bidding.
Copyright (c) 2008-2009 http://crudeandfeckless.blogspot.com/ by Kevin McDonald
3 comments:
It started strong and held my attention all the way through.
"Windshield wipers like samurai swords.
Rain drops will do my bidding."
:-D
Excellent.
Pearl
Stay away from the gas station car washes.
At first we thought it was a bargain.
Until we realized it took a different piece of our car off every single time.
You are hilarious. I've told you this before.
I giggled at "can you jump me?"
My husband doesn't believe in car washes. He has to wash his vehicles himself because he claims the car washes never do a good enough job. I thought he'd have a heart attack when I told him I brought my car through a car wash. You'd have thought I cheated on him or something.
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