next time I wash a car, I'm getting paid

Today, I woke up pretty late, like 11:30. Did some random stuff, watched tv, then my dad said I should wash my car. So I did, after bitching for a while. Then he said that "it would be nice" if I washed my mom's car also. I really didn't feel like it. But I did anyway. So then after supper, he told me to wash it again because "it didn't come out well." Bastage. So I did, then I pointed out that there was a bolt loose on my mom's car to him. Then he couldn't figure out anything, so I pointed out (after looking at the page in the book he already was looking at) that the bolts were actually plastic bolt covers. But we couldn't get the thing off that needed to come off, because there was no slot where it said there was supposed to be a slot.

yeah...that's all.

gbert/quentin "in Soviet Russia, car washes you!" mcalmott