[ramonesfreak]

Yesterday we took my parents to breakfast. Had to drive them in my wife’s Mazda because parents can’t climb up into my truck. I drive her car and not even 10 seconds I said something is wrong with the tires, pressures seem off and I hear a nail so I pulled over in the neighborhood and everyone as usually starts screaming at me….dont be paranoid, keep going blah blah. I pull over and sure enough there’s a screw in the tire. She’s telling everyone in the office today how I’m a car genius so in tune with the car that I could sense an issue. I said you can’t hear the click click click of the screw?

Later I used her jack along with my floor jack as a backup and removed the wheel and plugged the tire no biggie. She says what are those strips, bacon?

After detailing inside and out, I said crap I forgot to put your jack back and I put everything back in the trunk now I gotta empty it again. She said, huh? That thing is mine? Where was it?

Oh boy. Good thing she has me