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Originally Posted by Cyberdemon
This is what my nightmares look like. :-(
And in those nightmares, this usually starts with my wife coming home after driving the car and saying "Uh...I don't want you to freak out...but..."
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That very nightmare was reality for me last week. The wife came home after driving the car, asked me very nicely, "Hey honey, how are you? I have to show you something. I hope you don't get really mad, I'm sorry..."
Fortunately just some minor rash, no big deal. It was gonna happen sooner or later anyway.