Mississippi Labor Day/Toupes Trip
I bared all @ 9:51 p.m. on 2007-09-03
So yesterday was a fun day. Me and wo went to mississippi to hang out with julie toupes at her dad's newley rebuildt fishing camp in waveland.. it was just grand! except for the part when we were driving threw slidel and the car started driving bumby.. i pulled over at a gas station and checked all the tires. and me and wo was like WTF!! everything looks fine!! then we got back into the 1999 toyota camery and kept on our was to bay st louis mississippi.. but .. then suddenly from about 2 miles before the boarder .. WE HAD A MOTHER FUCKING BLOW OUT!!! that car was swervin this way and that!! it was a fuck!!! i checked my RVM (AKA rear veiw mirrow, AKA the greatest pearljam song on VS.) and peices of that tire were flying all over the I-10 at the other cars.. it was so cool! that car was shakin up a storm!!! .. so then we pull ull over.. . fuck us #1.. warren broke off one of the thingys that the lug nuts go on a few months back when wo was changing her tire at her mom's house.. so then we brought it to the mechanic next to my house to fix. they fixed it. but PUT ON A DIFFERENT SIZE LUG NUT THEN WHAT WAS PREVIOUSLY ON THE FUCKING WHEEL!! hence . the tire Iron we had was too large for the new nuts!!!! i asked this guy who pulled over about 100 yards infront of us if he had a tire iron.. keep in mind he had a brand new fucking huge suburbian asshole truck AND a trailer AND a bunch of shitty midlife crissus Harrly Daversons motorcycles in the trailer... .. he claims he had not one tire Iron on his person.. .. fuck us #2 the spair was fucked from the flat i changed just THREE FUCKING MOTHER FUCKING DAYS BEFORE!!!! Fuck us # 3.. after myself turning 25 years of age.. i am no longer on my mom's Triple A acount.. and they refused service to me.. so then Julie had to drive all they way to the boarder and use her AAA card to give us a tow to mississippi. but lets get to fuck you #4 first.. i noticed that there was a leak coming from they wheel area.. after a few minutes of studying the leak and it's some what familliar smell.. i desided that it was none other than the fluid coming from the break line ,,, maybe gushing out from the blow out creating some sort of rupture in the line.. so then that was that.. we are fucked .. domed to stay in mississippi untill after labor day.. witch isn't all bad really. but then a hour or two latter the tow truck man .. maybe my aged.. but with a huge confederate flag skull tattoo, knelt down to exzamin the possible break fluid leak.. and with in a foot and a half of it said "that aint no brak fluid.. that's beer leaking from your trunk." and what do you know... i digged in the trunk and found a punctured papste blue ribbon can near the tire well. what an amazing tow truck driver. Julie and wo drove to bay st louis and i got towed to waveland to deal with that car. mr tow truck man blasted metalica on the drive there. it was great. so i guese that last fuck us didn't count since there was no leaky brake line.. witch brings me to the last fuck us.. i broke my new years resaloution that i have kept for nearly two whole years.. i went to a walmart and made a purchase there.. with wo's batcard i got a pressure gage, a tire iron, and a tire.. and let me tell you . the waveland walmart has a fucking great fishing tackle section!!!!! it was hard not to buy anything else.. . well .. a few hours 85 dollars latter .. i put on the fresh new walmart tire with the correct sized lug nut remover and drove to me wo and julie at the fishing camp.. and drank alot of beer..
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