Nov 10, 2005 13:48
You know what sucks? When your car starts smoking.
EXCUSE ME, BUT I BELIEVE I SPECIFICALLY REQUESTED A NON-SMOKING CAR.
Ah, well. At least I'm stranded at my apartment, where I can sit around waiting for help to arrive, playing on the internets and mocking Titanic on HBO (while simultaneously ogling Kate Winslet, of course).
BUT. STILL. I am allowed to smoke. My car? Is not.
rage,
domestic,
snark