[Farrell In Vancouver]

My Dad did a good one when we were getting ready to start his Tudor in my garage. His task was to get the fluids in while I was underneath laying on one of those cargo blankets, installing cotter pins, and snugging up misc. bolts etc. I like this blanket as it keeps me off the cold concrete and keeps my clothes clean while crawling around under neath. While adjusting my position, I happen to lay my head down in a puddle of brand new 30 wieght. While he's loading the oil in he's watching the Canucks on the little t.v. and manages to pour most of it all over the engine and me.
I was about to voice my opinion on this, when the team scored and he looked down with a satisfied smile and then.....locks eyes with me.......dripping oil from my ear, hair, and collar.
By the time he stopped laughing I had my lubed ear dry, and I couldn't keep a straight face either. Time to crack a can of beer and finish watching the hockey game. Somethings are more important the models A's.