Freddie’s Revenge

So, Freddie got back at me for killing his tire and for not seeing why the service engine soon light popped on yet. He stole my keys during my lunch break today. So I had to call my mom and have her bring the spare key after work. Luckily, unlike the last time I locked my keys in my truck (3 whole weeks ago), mom got off work before me, so I didn’t have to wait for her.

So I guess this is Freddie telling me something. What do you think it is?

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Posted on April 10, 2013, in cars, Life and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

  1. That you are an airhead. Obviously.

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