“Hi, I think you’re great.”
“Hi…”
“…and very understanding.”
“What’s that?”
“A car repair manual.”
“Have you bought another car?”
“Er. Kind of. Er. Yes. But it was only two hundred dollars.”
“How many cars have you got now?”
“Just four. But this one was only two hundred dollars. And it might even run.”
“Might?”
“Well, yes. It’s not been run in a year or so, so the fuel might need draining. I’m just going to get a tow rope – will you help me pick it up tomorrow?”
Next day.
“So I decided to save the 20 dollars for a tow rope.”
“Oh yes, how are we going to get it back here then.”
“Well, you know how I’ve got that cop car…”
“Uh huh.”
“And it’s got a car battering ram on the front…”
“Yeaaaaas…”
“Well I figured we could ram it here…”
So I’ve now got a rammed 1995 Ford Escort here which may or may not run. I might try to drive it to Transformus with MJ and Raz in a week’s time. That’s only 1400 miles each way. That gives me over a week to paint it purple and attach phalli to the roof. Best get my thinking and glueing hats on.