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Whatever they did to me made me totally indestructible… and completely unfuckable.

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We’re shipping my wife’s car and one of the requirements (by the shipper) is for the car to be washed. So I come home and find my wife outside in the parking lot of our apartment complex, with a mop and a pot… yup a pot for boiling water and whatnot. It was inventive considering we don’t have an actual bucket. So I walk over and “hey babe, wachya up to?” confused by the whole situation. She said “well my car leaks so I figure I’ll just scrub it down (with dish soap) and rinse it (with no hose) and call it good!” Now I’ve tried this exact thing in the past and, as I’m sure most of you know, when soap dries on a car it looks faaaaaaaar from clean. But she was determined so I let it slide. About two hours later we go to check on it and, as expected, it’s a train wreck. I mean it just looks awful. And she put in all this work so naturally I felt pretty bad. So I suggested we do what everyone anywhere would have done and go to a car wash (it’s like 9 at night by this point and we’re both pretty exhausted). She’s not a fan of this idea. She reminds me that “no, babe, you don’t get it. The car leaks. Like I’ve duct taped the sunroof and there’s still little hope. It leaks.” Being a big strong man, and thus never wrong, I insist and she’s too tired to argue. So we head off. Fast forward to about 9:45 and we’re at this weird automated drive-into (not through. It was a first for both of us) kind of deal. Well we pull in, she’s terrified, and the washing starts. The first 30 or so seconds go rather well. Still dry and no signs of danger. The next, let’s say eternity, goes less well. The sunroof starts to leak. But I mean just a trickle, so we cover it with our hands. Simple fix. But then it starts to leak a lot. I mean busted kitchen sink and it just keeps coming kind of a lot. So I sacrifice the beanie I’m wearing. Which actually helped a lot. Until water came pouring out of her ventilation system. Yea, apparently air isn’t the only thing that comes out of I shit you not every single vent in the car. It seems bad but with some careful maneuvering we’re able to stay mostly dry… Until the pedals under the dash start pissing rain?!?! How is that even possible?!?! They’re under the car!!!!! So we’re completely fucked at this point. And she looks over, gasping for air (she couldn’t stop laughing. I mean I had sincere medical concerns) and says “I fucking told you the car leaks!!!”

I can never go back.

Jonathan Evison, The Revised Fundamentals of Caregiving (via wordsnquotes)

I STILL LOVE YOU ALL AND I ALWAYS WILL IM SORRY THAT IM SO BAD AT KEEPING TOUCH WITH YOU GUYS

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