Requiescat In Chevy

About six months ago, I invested about half an hour of my life directing traffic for some poor sap whose car had died in the middle of a busy Hawaiian road. I figured “OK, another experience checked off the life list. Don’t need to visit that one again. We move on.”

I must have figured too loudly. Somebody out there, some dastardly informant for the notorious Murphy, overheard the thought and passed it on to his Dark Boss, presumably for a fee. I hope those thirty pieces of silver are burning a hole in his pocket.

For, yesterday (18 October 2009), I invested another half hour directing traffic for some poor sap whose car had died in the middle of a busy Hawaiian road.

Except, this time, the poor sap was us.

I’ll let Quilly tell the rest of the story, in case you haven’t seen it already. She does a better job of telling these tales than I do, even when I’m at my best. And I’m still recuperating.

Dead car in the middle of the road …

  – O Ceallaigh
Copyright © 2009 Felloffatruck Publications. All wrongs deplored.
All opinions are mine as a private citizen.

7 comments

  1. Okay, love, I know you’ve sung this song to me a few times but I was certain you made it up. I was sure nobody would have actually recorded such a thing. Now I need to learn it so I can teach it to small children ….

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