I got my car back!
This is what happened:
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My cousin who was with me the day my car got stolen dropped by in the early morning (yes, a quarter to two to be exact); my wife was
elbowing me to get up because she heard my name, I thought it was in my dreams, so I responded “honey, I’m already asleep and no one is
saying my name -yet-”, “no, OUTSIDE!, someone is outside calling for you”.
So, it’s my cousin, tells me that he found my car somewhere in Tijuana, and he asked me for gas money, I did not had any at the time and I
was really groggy to listen to anything (I was already dreamig for a few minutes). After he left, my wife was the one who could not sleep:
Wife: “He found the car”
CoolDragon: *sigh* “yep”
Wife: “And you told him to leave, what was wrong with the car?”
CoolDragon: *yawn* “The car has a missing tire, I can do that tomorrow, do you mind?”
Wife: “ok, go to sleep”
And then it hit me, HE FOUND MY STOLEN CAR! My CAR is back!!!!
CoolDragon: “wait, did you say that I said that it only has a missing tire?”
Wife: “yes, did you finally woke up?”
CoolDragon: “uh huh, MY CAR is back! yeah!, it only has a missing tire, what else? Oh wait, what if there is a BODY in the trunk! or
leftover drugs, or some poor shmoe’s ORGANS! Shit, I gotta go see my car”
Wife: “Why don’t you wait until morning?”
CoolDragon: “You are right, it’s 2am, that is why I married you, because you think for me at nights, thanks!”
Wife: *rolls eyes*