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When the weather allows, I drive my truck with the windows down and the A/C and heater off — better gas mileage and a better driving experience in general.
Today I suddenly started to get stressed out: my heart beat faster, I started getting angry and frustrated and worried all at the same time.
A few seconds later I realized I was reacting to a smell I had picked up from a couple cars pulled over on the side of the highway.
Nothing spells disaster like the smell of hot antifreeze.
Falling Down
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10:33 PM, 10.17.02
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Comments
You get even more nervous from the smell if you've ever been blasted in the midsection with it and had 2nd degree burns on 20% of your body. Beleefie me.
posted by Virg, October 18, 2002 06:15 AM
Ouch, Virg...!
Yeah, that smell...
I had a heater core blow on me in January... Gah, that smell...
posted by jenn, October 18, 2002 07:05 AM
Don't you hate that?
I do it all the time with smells and sounds. "Ooh! Do I have a squeeky brake or is it just the ratty minivan next to me... Crap!" "What the... Are those my valves going rat-a-tat-tat?! Oh, diesel pickup... That must be it."
posted by Jake, October 18, 2002 08:34 AM
Well, the morphine was fun. But a little note, never, EVER watch baywatch with a blistered weenie! *shudder*
posted by Virg, October 18, 2002 11:42 AM
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