I am usually at my chirpiest, cheeriest best on Sunday mornings. But this Sunday was different. Very different. With a heavy heart I descended downstairs. I had been ordered to…
Amidst the morning chirp of birds and a gentle cool breeze, with trembling hands I opened the gate. She stood there, pretty as ever, smiling at me with her beautiful eyes. I still loved her, she did too. But I also hoped that she would forgive me for what I was about to do. I had second thoughts about doing it, but I could feel the eyes watching me from the window warning me of the repercussions if I did not. Hesitantly I walked towards her. I looked around to make sure that no one was watching me do this. I stepped up and in the next couple of minutes, left a scar on her which was unbearable to see.
My wife watched me from the balcony and smiled. It sounded like a sinister yell of “You’re mine now…” I was shattered.
There is nothing which dents a motor-head’s ego more than 2 pieces of red tape and the english alphabet synonymous with ‘L‘osers.
Her Auto Domination was complete… 😦