Thursday, July 27, 2006

Liar, Liar, Tires on Fire!

Harry's car told on me.

It -get this - e-mailed him.

Apparently I had let the oil life get down to 18%.

Oooops.

Well, c'mon! I'm a GIRL! I don't think about those things! I'm the same chick who didn't realize her inspection sticker had run out - three months too late!

So now I'm worried that if I accidentally run up on a curb/pothole/parked car/pedestrian that Harry will get an Onstar e-mail with the subject line: "Subj: GET THIS CRAZY ASS FEMALE DRIVER OUT FROM BEHIND THE WHEEL! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, MAN !!!"

Stupid Technology.

1 comment:

tenyearnap said...

Hey Holly-Kelly! I think it is funny that you have a tattle-tale car. Hee hee. If you smoke dope in it, does it call the cops? Good gawd, do NOT have sex in that thing!