“Hey Bucky, I got my oil changed!”
“Oh yeah? I getting mine done too! He’s not even finished yet.”
“Well, I also got my high flow cat re-installed.”
“Some of us can pass our emissions tests without having to swap cats, Sharka.” *flexes*
“He also put my rear frame brace back in. I feel all tight.”
“That doesn’t even do anything except make your exhaust rattle. He fixed MY burnt out fog light. You don’t have those.”
“I have new gauges.” *preens*
“You don’t have your Star Sharks.”
“That’s cause I still have on race wheels. See?” *wiggles tires* “Next race is in two weekends.”
“Man… I wanna go race…” *pouts*
“Maybe when the little driver grows up, you’ll get to race with her.”
“But that’s so long from now!!!” *sobs* “They might not even have GAS by then!” *cries uncontrollably*
“SSH! He’s coming back…”
You are mental. But I hear them too…
I shouldn’t admit how I have conversations with Sharka while driving, huh?
I have conversations with my black NA all the time. His name is Jazz ha.
An EXCELLENT name! And one of my favorite G1 Transformers.
The Tick is thankfully not as sullen as he should be. He’s more like an old Golden Retriever, happy to see me whenever I happen to show up.
I can imagine a huge blue tale thumping happily.
This just made my day!! It is hilarious!
Michelangelo was said to be a little crazy as well.
But he loved his pizza. And he could swing a ‘chuck like Bruce Lee! =)