What shall we do after choir, Father?

I know! Let’s have the frickin’ car towed!!

Grrrr. Just got back from church. Yes, choir practice ends at 9pm. Unfortunately, my car decided it was tired and wasn’t going anywhere. “Carry me,” it whined. So, I had to call a tow truck to cart it’s dead-batteried arse away.

I spoil that thing rotten.

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3 Responses to What shall we do after choir, Father?

  1. Hey Lisa says:

    Oh, no… talk about terrible timing! Glad you haven’t lost your sense of humor over it though.

  2. Alteredboy says:

    Is it a dead battery or something else? Because I don’t think I would call a tow truck for a dead battery. Then again, I don’t like to spoil my car. ;-P

  3. Solonor says:

    It’s not only merely dead. It’s really most sincerely dead.

    Poles corroded to the point that they were eating into the battery case. My fault really.

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