Good thing I didn’t know it was a Jag. I would have given you MORE more crap if it had been broken. 
You’re letting you’r MIL drive you car while you take the bus? You’re a nicer person than I…
I just keep repeating to myself I love my husband. The fucked up thing about it, Necros, is the car should be parked in front of my house as I’m trying not to put any more miles on it or subject it to wear and tear because we want to trade it in.
I love my husband…I love my husband…I love my husband…
That sounds postively vaginal. Blech!
I much prefer the subway. Doesn’t Baltimore have a subway/light rail system? I guess it isn’t as extensive as the ones down in DC. the body odor/drunk/urine smell is definately bad but at least it doesn’t make me break out into hives like people who wear too much perfume. I avoid department stores and perfume stores because I don’t like developing an itchy, burning rash every time the overly fragrant waft towards me. 
Thanks for that image. It adds a whole new meaning to “getting off at the Oval station”. :eek: