on second thought
god, no! what am i doing? that mechanic had to be a fucking moron! cutting a brake line?... that's just gonna create more problems. i'll wait for the brakes to release on their own...
i put the knife away, close the hood, and sit back in the car. proceed to twiddle my thumbs.
a half hour goes by. no change.
i get out of the car. peek underneath. hmm... maybe i can try something else? i lay on the ground in front of the passenger-side wheel investigating the underbelly of the deathcab. maybe if i pull on this or bang on that, something will happen? nope. a thought crosses my mind - a car comes from behind smashing into the deathcab; pushing it forward and running me over at the neck in the process. i quickly get up and sit back in the car. continue to twiddle my thumbs...
i put the knife away, close the hood, and sit back in the car. proceed to twiddle my thumbs.
a half hour goes by. no change.
i get out of the car. peek underneath. hmm... maybe i can try something else? i lay on the ground in front of the passenger-side wheel investigating the underbelly of the deathcab. maybe if i pull on this or bang on that, something will happen? nope. a thought crosses my mind - a car comes from behind smashing into the deathcab; pushing it forward and running me over at the neck in the process. i quickly get up and sit back in the car. continue to twiddle my thumbs...
1 Comments:
The "Noooo!" in a primal scream started to form in my throat when I realized you initially intended to cut the break line. It never came out cause my throat was clogged with my faltering heart! You should know better than to do that to an old lady!
Glad to know that all your brain cells didn't die and you changed your mind.
Must go and dye my hair now - for some reason it turned white!
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