| A lot of people have been emailing asking me what happened to now famous idiotic Z owner. (Original story - La-Z-Link ). The guy brought the car over the next day (Saturday). While he is in front of me I ask what fluids he put where. The 5 bottle of PS fluid was put in fact put in through the oil dipstick tubing. And the radiator was filled to the brim with nothing but anti-freeze. I had the kid run up to Walmart (down the street) and get an oil change and gave him one of my oil filter for them to finish off the job. Also had him buy some radiator flush since I was going to drain the radiator anyways. Kid comes back about 1 hour later with the oil changed and radiator flush I asked for which was the first thing he did right. BUT, then he hands me those LED wiper washer nozzles to install. My inner child just threw up on the inside of my brain. I get out of it with "I wouldn't feel comfortable installing them on your car."... and leave it at that. After showing him his errors and explaining the basic principles of vehicles in general I begin to finish up the last of the labors. He keeps going on about how his car is going to be so fast one day that he's going to have every girl in San Antonio sweating his jock. I have now gagged my innerchild and duct taped him to a chair in the corner of my mind to keep him from speaking out. I move my head in an up and down motion to let him know I hear words that are coming from his mouth but not necessarilly comprehending them at this point. I am now finished with this little endeavor and begin to send him on his way. I am proud that I might have saved a Z from the cluthes on teenage stupidity. But as I see the Z fade off in the distance I let my inner child have the last words...... "You DUMB ASS MOTHERF*CKER, don't you f*cking now how to read! Don't you see the little f*cking oil sign on the f*cking engine. Are you some kind of shit chugging f*cktard? What was going through that black hole that you call a brain, you model for teenage retardation? Your getting off lite, if I only had a rifle and a clocktower... f*cking rectum herpie nut bags. ", my inner child screams.
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