My car door broke.
... the passenger's side, front door, no longer opens from inside. Clearly, something is wrong inside the Deceiver, which can only mean I have not been treating him kindly enough. I don't know what I did wrong... did I use unkind words? was my tone of voice too harsh? Have I not been feeding him enough? I don't know! I try to be a good car-dad, but then he gets this mysterious door illness, and I really feel like it's my fault, even though I can't see how it is.
Sigh, I imagine there's even more worry when I have children made of meat.
posted by Ed Turner at
9:09:00 PM
4 Comments:
At least it wasn't your window that decided to stop working. On my old car the window crank broke causing the window to be stuck in the down position. It was the middle of December and I had to drive home from the mall with the window down. At least it was on the passenger side so the wind wasn't blowing in my face. My father, on the other hand, had a very chilly ride home.
The Deceiver is not angry, he's jealous.
You've probably been hanging out with people, haven't you? Giving them rides around in the Deceiver instead of making it a one-on-one deal like it should be, yeah?
Now the Deceiver can't stop you from hanging out with people, but he can make it inconvenient! So he does.
Don't worry though, he'll get over it eventually.
Yeah man, because if your met children can't open from the inside... well, you're just plain fucked.
That is totally supposed to say "meat children."
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