Ya so my car broke a few weeks ago. We're ofer two with the foreign cars so far. Anyway, I begged, borrowed, and begged some more to get an advance so I could fix the thing. Welp, the ol' mechanic, Elvis, who is Mexican (I know, it's freaking awesome) gave me the good news, "jor car? Eez new wadur pu-ump. Buh joo have a know ther prolem?" Head gasket. Ya. Sweet. I drove it off, with a new water pump because everyone knows I can't pay for a head gasket repair. And it broke down at a mosque in the back hills of Orangevale or something. So...hopefully it won't explode when I go to get it. Or, maybe hopefully it will. My bad, that was insensitive. I'm getting close here. Getting close. Don't push.
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