Wednesday, July 13, 2005


My car stinks like a French cathouse these days. I got it washed at a place on Sepulveda and told the guy I wanted New Car scent. But when I got in the car after it was washed, it smelled like six different 99¢ Store perfumes. So either I read the sign wrong, or he misheard me, 'cause it smells like New Whore instead.

* Title taken from the Seinfeld episode with the stinky car.

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