Oh, condolences, smonster.
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I'm sorry, smonster.
That's really sad.
Sometimes I feel like an insane person when I laugh at my own jokes, but it's okay, right? So much of writing is so hard, at least I get some kicks out of it.
Sorry, smonster.
I think it's better sign if you find your own jokes funny than if you don't.
Oh, smonster, I am so sorry!
Sympathies, smonster.
maybe...
I really think that one of my best friends is my best friend because she laughs at all my jokes, making me feel very suave and funny and awesome. :) (...or she's easily amused, but we'll ignore that part)
My condolences smonster.
ION; My car is not worth fixing, says the dealership. just the water pump, an another leak, and the serpentine belt would run $1000, and add to it that the rear tires are at the legal minimum, and the front breaks are almost down to metal. So all in all about $2000.
I paid $1000 for it. And that wouldn't take care of the muffler, trans axle it needs, nor the new door regulator...
I'm screwed.
Calli, incoming shortly.