Y-Chromosomes don’t mean shit anymore June 4, 2007Posted by daveintexas in Current Events.
Bunch of goobers came over for a big pool party for youngest’s bday today.
Giggling little girls and skinny boys. One of whom mentioned that his 87 Pathfinder was overheating. He had an unopened 2 gallon container of Prestone in the front seat, and that should have been my first clue.
Well, drop that gauntlet.
Of course, I’m stupid, and I don’t ask him the most important question there is to ask.
How often are you refilling the radiator?
Had I asked that, I could have saved myself a lot of time. Because the answer was like every 3 weeks.
But NOOO0ooo…I gotta be Mr. F’N’ Goodwrench.
I do what we who aren’t pussies (you know who you are) have done for years.
I filled the empty radiator. Ran the engine up to temp. Looked for leaks. Nada.
I capped the radiator, and ran it up to pressure, and looked for leaks. The cap didn’t seal tightly, but it wasn’t real loose. I drove it 15 on the interstate. No major leaks.
In other words, incredibly minor leaks, probably the cap, completely overlooked.
By a boy.
I wanted to drag him up by the collar off of the sofa and smack him except he wasn’t me in 1976 and so I didn’t so there.