I love toy VW cars,buses,trucks. I have hundreds of them. They are taking over the whole house. They are in the yard. My carpet looks like its moving. I open my closet door and they fliting around. Some making terrible noises like bad rod bearings,loose clylinder heads, yellowish headlights glaring at me through the darkness and still I scoop up a squirming Type-2 thats screaming in my ear with a voice not unlike a blown exhaust port gasket " How dare you call me a Westyfailure , You will pay".
I bolt upright in the bed, sweat poring from my brow, the whole bed in disarray with the pillows and sheets scattered about. Then off in a corner of the room in a defensive postion, the quaking little voice of my wife:
" I bet thats the last time you will eat a bag of Krystals and chase it with a Anchovy Pizza before you go to bed" . Jezzz ! That was just to close :lol: :lol: :lol: