uh, Artie was just helping me with my car. He drove down and stopped and spent and hour trying to figure it out.
He said it’s the alternator.
And he can perhaps help with it. Idfk I just want my car back and I don’t want to be hit on.
Artie, although we like fucked and had some crazy sex, we were high and I doubt that shit would be the same. Plus he has no teeth. Like he has his front ones but the sides are like not there. And he doesn’t look the same. He’s 30.
He told me about his saga of quitting drugs and shit. And his teeth and all that.
Anyway, can my car please come back?
I need to find a mechanic. Someone who’ll hook me up the right way.