Next day after party

Carl's sister and her two girls came down for a visit. She went to start her car and it won't start and we notice we smell gasoline. Strange I said. She said it was normal. Carl came over with a cigarette. I freak. Car can explode. RIGHT???

So, I was like what is going on. I called AAA because I need to tow car to mechanic to check this out. AAA said not good. I notice somthing dripping and it was coming near her gas tank. Gas is leaking. AAA said they won't tow till fire department has been call so they plug the leak and something else. Whatever the strong firemen does. Also because in case if they is a leak and someone throw a CIGARETTE out the window and there won't be an EXPLOSION. SHIT!!! and GREAT!! who was just smoking, my smart and genius fiance!! After fire department has ok eveything they will tow it.

Fine! I call fire department and told them please do not make a commotion. It is no a FIRE! I just have a leak and I need you to do your thing. They saw this is common. They came. I say Hey! sexy firemen!! They told me that on my street that I live on that somone has been vandalizing the gas line. Wonder if they are stealing gas due to the rise of prise??? HMMM? Anyway, got it tow and it is being fix.

Also, got a call from Mike D.'s ASSHOLE wife. (Sorry Mike! I love you and care about you. I know you read this blog.) She called giggling and laughing thinking it is hilarious telling us the news. Her husband whom she has rushed to the ER has showed all symtoms of a heart attack. FYI: Mike had a heart attck when he was 35.

She called again with her laughing and giggly self, which offended us, told us the news, that it was leading to a massive one. He was smart to go when he did. He is at Hahnemman. He is Room 2106 and if you wish to send him a card to wish him well please. I want to piss that evil BITCH off. She thinks nobody cares about Mike D.