I need some advice on what could be a life changing decision.

I've suspected for some time now that my wife has been having an affair. The usual signs; Phone rings, I answer, someone hangs up. She started going out "with the girls" a lot recently although when I ask which girls it is always "Just some friends from work, you don't know them". I always look out for her taxi coming home but she always walks down the drive although I can hear a car setting off. As if she has got out of the car round the corner? Is it not a taxi? I once picked her mobile up just to see what time it was and she went berserk and screamed that I should never touch her phone again and why was I checking up on her.

Anyway, I have never approached the subject with my wife. I think deep down I just didn't want to know the truth but last night she went out again and I decided to check on her. I decided I was going to hide behind my truck which is quite large and would give me a view of the whole street so I could see which car she gets out of. It was whilst crouched behind my truck that I noticed rust around my rear wheel arch.

Should I take it into a body repair shop or should I buy some stuff from the local auto shop and try to repair it myself?







...and Merry Christmas!

 

I don't know, I didn't think they had stuff at the auto shop to repair cheatin' wives

Maybe at the general store, you could buy some ammo though.

MERRY CHRISTMAS to you, my friend

 

Orn you are a piece of work.

Accidently back over the wife and have the insurance pay to repair the rust and dented rear quarter.

 

There should be enough in the settlement to buy a new truck built to order. Stay out of the body shop and get on Ford's build and price site.

 

Great plan.

Just be sure there are no witnesses.

 

I don't know what to add. It is a strange and funny feeling when these things happen. Some how you have a million feelings go through your head, from anger to sadness and everything between. I had a similar situation a few years back. Those feeling consumed my life. I could barely function in everyday life.

But then I kept telling myself something over and over again..

It really seemed to work and got me out of my funk....I just kept on repeating.....

It's only a little rust!

Cheers

Merry Christmas

 

Hmmmmm. I guess discussing "Rust Bullet" in this context wouldn't be such a great idea.....

 

I dont know if your practicing up to write a book, or your for real, if your for real, your truck will soon be the least of your problems.
Take it from someone older, that know.

 

I say leave the rust alone. Rust ain't much to look at but given time even an ugly dog can become a faithful compainion. Let the rust relationship have a chance to grow and develop, after all rust is faithful, and pretty much guaranteed to never leave you for some other truck.
As for the wife, well I guess an important question is: If there was to be a divorce, would she fight for custody of the truck?

 

And this is why I always start my day reading the V10 forum... On a day where we just got another 6" of snow, and its freezing cold outside, this put me in the right frame of mind for the day... Thanks Orn!


At Autozone, its right next to the blinker fluid. Its kinda spendy though. Although is anything having to do with wives NOT spendy?

 

Thanks guys! You find out who your friends are!

I was so down in the dumps that I went into denial. It took awhile before I actually had to fess up: No, it ain't dirt and not East Texas clay...it's rust - and this close to Christmas.

Lawd gawdomighty!

So, I went back to drinking...yeah, I know...but I was depressed. Why me!? Went out to the shop and wouldn't ya know it, the whiskey's all gone...and it's late and the liquor stores are all closed. Just as I was about lose to my mind, I remembered a jug of ether I had bought for my old tractor and decided to drink it down. Quite a buzz.

This morning I woke up refreshed, surprisingly, with no hangover. The thoughts of cheating and rust were distant memories. However, I also woke up in Denver.

So don't fart after drinking a half-gallon of ether...


...and Happy New Year!

 

Denver, eh? Is that stuff left overs from the Meth lab?

 

No, that's in the...uh...wait...hey!!!

 

........This just gets better and better........!

 

I kept telling her to let me call her a cab instead of making me drive her home. But now that I know that you are in Denver I'll stop worrying about it so much.