My humans don’t need no stinkin’ trucks, they’ve got me!
My humans went to Best Buy recently to buy new LCD TV, nothing fancy just a decent size with HDTV support. They didn’t even consider that whatever they found wouldn’t fit in my boot.
They decided on a nice 32"er and as they were heading to the door the sales guy told them to bring their truck (harrumph!) around at which time Michael laughed and said he didn’t have a truck.
The sales guy asked what kind of car he had and he said "a Mini". The sales guy asked "hatchback?"
Michael said yes and the sales guy looked dubious but said he’d meet my humans out front (Michael could have carried the thing by himself but sales-dud wanted a dolly to truck it to the front).
While getting the car, Susan told the guy that maybe we should have brought the "big" car. Our 2000 New Beetle.
hehehe. Apparently the look on his face was priceless.
The TV box fit perfectly in my boot with the seats down.
Trucks are for wusses.
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