Saturday, November 27, 2010

Dude, What's With My Car?

Monday I drove my car.

When I got home I smelled burning rubber.

Tuesday I drove my car.

When I got home I smelled burning rubber.

Wednesday I drove my car.

My brakes made funny noises and when I got home I smelled burning rubber.

Thursday I didn’t drive my car because I was busy lathering butter on my thighs under the guise of gravy and potatoes and giving thanks.

Friday I popped the hood before driving my car.

I may as well have been Charlie Sheen walking into abstinence class.  Now what?

Saturday morning I called the mechanic.  “I think I need new brakes and something smells like burning rubber.”

Saturday afternoon the mechanic called back.  “You’re right, you need new brakes.”  “And the burning rubber smell?” I asked.  “Well ma’am, that was probably from the shopping back we found stuck to your muffler.”



just call me jo said...

I take that as a good thing. (the bag I mean) It could have been so much worse. Trust me...transmissions, engines, power trains...(I'm just listing things I hear on commercials. I have no clue, but I know bags are better than those things.) Trust me.

Lisa Loo said...

"might as well have been Charlie Sheen walking into an abstinence class"...brilliant...just brilliant.

Almost worth the new stitches I am on the way to the hospital to get in my stomach from laughing so hard because I popped all the old ones.

Dang it, I hate it when this happens...

Heather said...

HA HA HA HA HA HA HA.... i could go on forever! You just can't make this stuff up!! Thanks for the good times.

ganelle said...


Also, new brakes already? Isn't kinda soon???

Jill said...

I think for your 40th birthday we should all sign you up for an auto-shop class. That way you could be on the look-out for plastic bags.

The Crash Test Dummy said...


Oh, this cracked me up. I'm going to link to this on my blog tomorrow.

Sooooo stinkin' funny! hahahahha

And hey, I love your header.

Kerri said...

LOL!!!! That's Priceless!