Myrtle and I are fighting

Myrtle has been acting up. Her driver’s side window rattles in the door. There is some clanking sound underneath. The whole incident with the airbags. She has been pissing me off.

So I took her to a used car dealership and threatened to trade her in for a Porsche Boxster Convertible. And I took photos. And told her I could trade for an even deal.

Myrtle started to cry. I could see a little drop of water coming from her windshield nozzles. My Catholic guilt kicked in. I apologized. I promised I’d get her window and rattle fixed. And figure out why she has had performance anxiety when starting. And even get her a new flower for her vase.


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