Scenes from a garage.
So we replaced the front brake pads as requested."
"What about the noise and smoke coming from Golden Boy's ass?"
"We did blah blah blah but the real problem is your engine. Worn rings."
"It will need to be rebuilt in the next six months."
"Hahaha! Haaaaaaaa! HA HA HA! Haaa!"
"What's so funny? The engine will have to be REBUILT! It will cost you a LOT OF MONEY!"
"Because it's just so hilarious when everything in your life goes arse up, all at once. Isn't it? ISN'T IT!?"
"Paying by cash or Visa today?"
This morning I drove my sister to her Interior Design class and the car sounded like a tractor coughing up a lung. Just fantastic. Or as I said to a friend last night, "Fuckety fuck."
Who says fuckety fuck? I know I heard that somewhere before. It just slipped out. If anyone knows where it came from please let me know.
What else can I do but laugh? The only other alternative is to fall in a screaming heap and I'm not going to do that! The shit keeps piling up around us and I choose to laugh this deranged eeeeeeeeeeeep kind of laugh and my eyes are all wide wild crazy-like and my jaw is permanently clenched. Or maybe that's just last nights margarita binge still haunting me.