The Island of Misfit Toys


Ahh, the joys of ownership. Got my truck stocked up with supplies and fresh laundry, booked a load, life is good. I had been to my truck the last two days to let her run, make sure the tanks and filters weren't gelled, fluids were good, etc. Get ready to leave and my truck all of a sudden threw a code and won't go into gear. Fan-friggin-tastic. Just shelled out $260 to tow it to the closest KW dealership (which I hate) to see what's up. Good times.
 
I always wonder about people. Not for any long amount of time, because it isn't worth the mental energy. People as individuals can be smart. The public as a whole is dumb as f***. Gave up on that a long time ago.
 
I am doing my best to keep my cool but I've pretty much had enough. I'm grabbing a short term loan to fix my ride and every time I call to check on the status I have to ask the same question 50 times before I can get an answer. Can we PLEASE agree that if you operate in this country I should be able to understand the words coming out of your mouth? I'm all about the concept of acceptance and diversity, but christ man, why can't I talk to a born and bred fn American anymore?
 
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Finally heard back from KW. Had a fried wire on my trunk. At least it wasn't a harness. Phew! Too late to get a load for tomorrow but I'll finally be rolling Wednesday. At this point I'm in such a lazy place. Sent my wife a BW3 ad (for those who are familiar them). "Beer, wings, sports" is their tagline. My text was "Beer, wings, sex?" I think that counts (maybe?) I guess we'll find out 🤣🤣🤣
 

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