My husbands car is dead.
Not dead as in dead battery.
Not dead as in needs a massive tune up.
No, this fucker is dead dead! Like snapped frame dead. Apparently the only thing that was holding the back end on was the leaf springs.
Happy fucking holidays.
We now need to figure out how the fuck we are going to get him a car. I've already pulled all the money that I had stored up my ass for Christmas. It seems my money tree is dead too.....as of right now, we have ONE car between us. And my car is on its death bed as well. Just waiting for IT to die. Fuck fuck fuckity fuck fuck!