the middle of the open door and went for it. A new thing is as you will drive uphill going on the lift, up on the lift even if it’s down.
Clink, clonk, was a welcoming sound. Now there’s just one thing left, getting the front wheels down on the floor on the other side. It had all proceeded so surprisingly smoothly so that the tomato puree decided to put it all to a stop to go out and have a look.
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Look! At what? If the car was standing on address 135? If the concrete floor was still there? What was being looked at? As I stepped out the front wheels rolled over the little shitbag of an edge, down on the floor and the entire crapbag of a car rolled straight into the miserable tool cabinet.
The cabinet is the most expensive that money can buy. A German quality cabinet. Franz Jaeger the bandit brother would have said. The tools are smoothly sliding into
place on ball-bearings that make our new-installed kitchen drawers look like banana boxes on gravel. Drawer number four was pulled out. The one with bits and a homemade socket to the Blazer’s front wheel hub. The Cuba Lincoln pushed it back in from the side.
Lincoln – Franz Jaeger
1 – 0.
Have been hammering with the miserable hammer on the shitty drawer the rest of this crapfest of a week.
Krantz – Drawer
0 – 50.
It looks like an orange. The tool cabinet looks like a four year old with a milk tooth gone.
– It’s high time for me to by myself a trophy.