Well, here is how it started. A couple weeks ago I told Cole, ”everytime I hit a bump sonething is cluncking around” but of course not when he is in the vehicle. Sunday afternoon, he went off road in some mud and was hiding behind a huge dirt mound from jake, (who know's if it has anything to do with it) and covered the whole underneath of my car in some serious mud. Monday I sprayed it off, but not really good. Tuesday, took Lundyn to school and turned the corner, and it felt like my brake was grinding or something wild, so again I put a call into Cole and he tells me, ”just dont drive it then, its probably frozen mud or something stupid” okay. Wednesday, (which is today) I get a text this morning, I looked at the front tire, (where I thought the sound was from) and got the mud out, take it to firehouse and have it washed. Well friends this is what I was going to do. Left my house, (still grinding) stopped to get Mandee, as we were backing up, we suddenly, yes suddenly came to a jerking stop, so I thought ”sun of a ”b”, I hit something. Well wont go forward, wont go back, so get out and that is what I see. But people, this is what I get, ”wtf I told you not to drive it” suddenly this is my fault cause I told him the front. Well folks, did he get what was coming to him. Yes, this is what is called, A Series Of Unfortunate Events that clearly could have been avoided if he would have listened to me the first time. Yes people, I am always right!
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