I will say that no one should deprive themselves of the good time that is going through the car wash! So fun!!
Natter 67: Overriding Vetoes
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I will say that no one should deprive themselves of the good time that is going through the car wash! So fun!!
The one near me has multi-colored bubbles!
Not even my car fetish family in Michigan washed their cars once a week. That's crazy people talk.
Once a month at the touchless carwash at my gas station, taking advantage of the discount for filling the gas tank.
I used to wash it with the hand wand once every week or two weeks, but the price went up too much -- what I used to be able to do for $1.50 now costs $4.50 or more.
That's crazy people talk.
What ita said.
The one near me has multi-colored bubbles!
But you make a compelling counter-argument.
People go through car washes in their cars? What's that all about?
How do they clean the insides, then?
I wash my car only when it's dirty, which is more often now that I have bookshelves in my garage and no room for my car. My neighbor has a citrus tree that drops stuff on my car, and in the spring it gets all sticky. (Tree semen! Ew!)
I have made myself a margarita and eaten a tamale. I did have vegetables for lunch, though.
People go through car washes in their cars? What's that all about?
It's fun! Watch all the swirly water and soap and stuff through the windows.
How do they clean the insides, then?
The one near my parents, after you go through the wash part, you get out of the car to pay and some guys vacuum the inside of the car. The one near me just washes the outside of the car.
My house has no driveway, just street parking, and when the salt spreader comes by, pretty much the entire driver's side of my car gets crusted with salt. Yesterday, it was so bad that I couldn't really see through the window, and the mirror was useless.
People do NOT wash their cars once a week. That's just crazy talk.
I miss you people. My onerous task today was just going to work.
I volunteered at the hospital yesterday by hosting a pizza night for the pediatrics floor/PICU. It's nice to be able to do some VERY SMALL thing to cheer up families of little ones. Plus a two-year-old toddled in, with her dad towing her IV pole, and her little eyes over the mask. She was very excited about pizza. And she patiently waited for me to open all the boxes until the pepperoni one appeared.