When it rains,it rains freezing acid pus.
And then I get to work outdoors in it.
The car that my sister was using until I fixed the car that she kevorked, has been kevorked.
Mind you, moose bites can be pretty nasti.
Rather than finishing the Honda this sunday, the Nephew and I spent a large chunk of the afternoon fixing the sister’s current ride, a 93 Tempo. It had a fouled plug, bad wires, a messed up lambda probe, and a bad Idle Speed Solenoid. None of this was my sister’s fault or doing, just bad timing. And oh, boy, what bad timing.
A couple hundred bucks later, it’s purring like a- well, it’s running pretty good. and I STILL have tons of shit to do to the Honda, and I still don’t have my garage back.
never a dull moment.
Usually works that way.
Of course, you could have been doing it in Dallas-Fort Worth, which over the weekend has received from one-third to one-half its normal ANNUAL rainfall.
I’m just glad I didn’t have much outdoor work to do this weekend, or anywhere I really needed to be (flash flooding is RAMPANT right now).
I don’t know Og, at this point I’d start considering bicycles….for the entire family.
Kevorked, I love that word.
Hey, we needed the rain. I was glad to see it.
93 Tempo huh? A more stylish cruiser was never built.
Okay, that was a huge lie.
Isn’t that normal though? I mean, everything has to crap out at once it seems.
Have you considered a .45 to the head of the Honda to put it out of its misery (and you as well, heh, heh)?
I had a 91 Tempo. It was a piece of shit that never ran right. Your sister has my sympathies.
Theresa, this is a four door. It takes me fifteen minutes, a shoehorn a couple of warm spoons, and a pound of warm butter to get IN.
Hah! Fifteen minutes to get into a car? And this whole time I thought you climbed in through the window like the race drivers do on TV.
Don’t let og fool you. He scrambles over the hood like in “The Dukes of Hazzard”…
That’s what happens when she tries Karving her initials on the møøse…
“What were you thinking?!”