Tuesday, January 27, 2004

Colder Than a Witch's Tit in a Brass Bra

It is so cold here in Calgary. Really cold, so cold your words freeze in mid-air like Get Smart's cone of silence, or Batman's "bam-pow's"

Our car wouldn't start at the university last night. Luckily we were within pushing distance to a plug-in. We were able to plug the car in, and after 45 minutes of pure engine thawing, we were able to get it going. I'll have to go out to the car every few hours to start it up, from now on.

One of the first things I'm going to buy when I get a job is a new car. A nice silver civic, with an automatic transmission and air conditioning. I'll also get a Japanese kid to put some of those cool lights underneath the running boards, on the "H" insignia, where the windshield washer fluid shoots out, and a some big ace bass speakers in the back that make the car bounce up and down to the beat. It's going to be a really sweet ride.

-Gary Milner

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