Here's a fun call to receive at 5 o'clock in the morning:
Mr. G: "Honey, something fell off the car on the way to work this morning."
Me: "What was it? Catalytic converter? Heat shield? Muffler The bottom half of the car?" (Can you tell we own a krappy Korean kar?)
Mr. G: "Um....I think it was the transmission."
I don't know diddly shit about cars, but even *I* know that's a biggie.
BTW, anytime you hear the words "cracked engine block" or "blown head gasket," (outside of the bedroom) ladies, that isn't good either.
WHOA! I clicked on my profile and I've had 20,000 views! Too damn bad that doesn't come with a cash payout, huh?