My brother continues to have the worst luck in the universe. Apparently, when they went up to Santa Barbara on Monday they discovered that he had a rat in the car engine. The rat -I'm sorry, my dad named him Squeeky- didn't want to come out. Squeeky survived the car trip back to Los Angeles but didn't survive the mechanic.
Still, I mean really, can't my brother get some sort of break?
Still, I mean really, can't my brother get some sort of break?
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Date: 2009-08-14 04:38 am (UTC)Although it would have been way worse if ratty had been shredded in the engine, because then you'd have rotting rat bits everywhere and being blown through the AC...
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Date: 2009-08-15 10:48 am (UTC)