Huh. Really? Cool.

[Guest Dabeagle]

I no longer know the right cuss words to make cars more co-operative.

[Lugnutz]

Trust me, I know 'em. Some days I think I invented a new language.

[Cole Parker]

I no longer know the right cuss words to make cars more co-operative.

You have to learn Japanese, or Korean.

C

[Gee Whillickers]

I no longer know the right cuss words to make cars more co-operative.

It's as much the tone of the cuss words, as the words themselves. Especially when working on a fiddly nut or bolt in a very tight place. Pull up one side of your mouth in a weird grimace, position your tongue just so, let fly with the correct curse words, in the correct order, and in the correct tone and accent for the country of origin of said vehicle, and like magic, the stuck part will come loose.

Either that or you'll bash your finger or otherwise make something bleed. Then, go clean up, stare at the thing menacingly, and try again.

[Cole Parker]

I owned an MG Midget once in my youth. Man that thing was fun to drive. To work on? Ouch. Probaby said in capital letters. Everything was difficult to get at, and even swearing didn't help much. All the places were tight, there was no throw room for any wrench you could fit in in the first place, and whether you were working for above or below, you'd be taking two hours to accomplish what should have taken three minutes.

But I loved that car!

C