Day after day, the yard filled with debris and broken automobile parts. Unpaid bills mounted daily, and because of mild weather the last two years, few of the expensive winter tires had been sold. If a good old-fashioned snow blizzard didn’t come soon, Clark would lose everything – including his common-law- wife, Candy Kane.
Since they married, his accountant has sent emails weekly warning of his dwindling funds. Candy was a serial shopper.
Walking into his house, he saw a note on the counter which read “Clark, I left you for the Michelin Man.”
“HELP ME!” Marv sputtered as he was pushed into the last parking place.
“Cheer up! Things could be worse. They dissolved a little blue pill in my gas tank to help with speed and endurance. It’s been over four hours now so I need you to call the shop and tell them to send the tow truck because this is a medical emergency!” Ed begged. “I can’t seem to move.”
Twenty minutes later, the new mechanic with all the answers shut the hood of the car and said “Whew, that was a close one Ed, no more pills for you!”