Two Baths and One Egg
It's 1:00am and I just walked into my apartment after giving my car its second bath of the day. Why, you may ask, did I give my car two baths in one day? And why did you give it one at 1:00am in the morning? Well, both of those are good questions, and I plan to explore them fully in the next few paragraphs.
Bath one at 11:00am yesterday morning: tt was regular, once-a-quarter bath finished off with a nice coat of wax. Oh how it sparkled in the son. Bath number two: in the dark with a flashlight looking for pieces of egg on my car.
What happened? I'm not sure, but someone had the bright idea to egg all of the cars sitting in front of Ryan's house: David's, Wes's, Sam's and mine. Sam and David both had the pleasure of a double egg.
I love eggs (and most breakfast food for that reason), but why in the world would make you decide to eggs four cars? We were the only hits on a street full of parked cars? It was an insolent, sophomoric, moronic, contemptible, dirty, malicious, perfidious, and venal behavior. I'm sure it was some bored (and nefarious) youth looking for a good time.
After washing my door at Ryan's place, I arrived at the apartment to find traces of egg and shell on the roof. So out came the soap and rag, again! And I washed the entire car in the dark. It doesn't look like it etched the paint (plus the latest coat of wax from this morning likely helped), and I think I got it off in time. I'm definitely a bit peeved and would love to track down these vermin and thump them for this irritating behavior.
Comments
bethany Said: (April 26, 2006 02:05 PM)
i love eggs, from my head down to my legs...
(sorry, i couldn't resist!)
too bad for your ride