I Hate Flats
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When I talk about flats, I do not mean flats of strawberries, shoes, or apartments.
I am talking about flat tires. ARGH ! We just finally got our vehicle working again, drove it to the store and home. We went to visit mom for a while, and then after a few hours we went home.
We didn’t make it all the way home, though. As we turned one of the last three corners, I heard a funny sound. Realized it was the sound of nasty and checked it out, YUP FLAT.
I have heard the old joke that it is only flat on one side. I hate flats. ‘Nuff said.
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