- Tires that separate when you’re doing 60 on the interstate while going uphill at 9:30 at night.
- Not being able to change a tire by myself.
- Having to call someone else to come change my tire. This makes me feel like an asshole.
- Not having a lug wrench to change the goddamn tire.
- The spare donut tire being flat.
- Having to go put air in the spare. He he. Air in the spare.
- The fucking spare having a bent rim and leaking air.
- Keeping other people up WAY past their bedtimes because of my stupid flat.
- Having to deal with getting a new tire the next day.
- Losing my license Monday and not being able to find it.
- Having to go get a new license. (Because you know it’ll turn up now. Murphy’s law says so.)
- Still having to deal with issues from the whole identity theft thing.
- Brussels sprouts.












Mmmmm. Brussels sprouts.
But I LOVE Brussel Sprouts! bummer of a day. Sorry ;-(
Brussels sprouts are the devil’s vegetable, and not in a good way.
Checking your spare tire every six months or so isn’t a bad idea, even though it is a little nerdy.
Dude, Brussels sprouts rock! Especially sauteed with bacon or browned butter. Mmmmmmmm.
Sounds like a day from hell…..sorry it was such a bad one for you!!!