So after a week or so of heavy drinking, eating and screwing with Jerry's mind, we drive home to NJ from the beautiful Carolina coast.
Someone decides that we should take the Chesapeak Bay Bridge/Tunnel back home. A beautiful ride, but it added what seemed to be an eternity to what was to turn into a torturous and near fatal drive home (not for us of course, but the other poor bastards on the road with us)
A Gremlin, a VW Kharman Ghia and 100+ degree heat... how freaking wonderful!
So we're in Maryland and the Gremlin starts to overheat. Turns out the bugger blew a hose. Since it was Jerry's car, it probably was buying into the fact that AC is the devil. (Click here for details on that exchange)
DUCT TAPE!!! WE NEED DUCT TAPE DAMN IT!!!
Finally after practically fabricating a new hose almost entirely from duct tape, we're on our way, but had to stop every so often to let the Gremlin cool down again. So of course, while we're doing that, we're sunning ourselves on top of the other vehicles and in the process adding to our probability of developing skin cancer as we get older.
Hey, you gotta look good for the glitter girls, right?!?!
By the time we got home, what should have been a 10 hour drive turned into a 14+ hour tour of hell... We felt like we were savagely beaten, chewed up and spit out by a couple of psychotic bitches from Clifton - hell, I think a couple of us may have even preferred that than to have to squeeze back into the Ghia for another 3 hours!
But being the Dawgs that we are, we made it... and promptly went to get beer!
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