It all started so nice. The wife woke me up with a birthday kiss. I got up did my morning routine, let the inside dogs out, fed the outside dogs, put the trash in the danger ranger so I could make my round to the landfill. Gave the wife a kiss bye and left for work. The morning went by pretty good with different people wishing me happy birthday in person and on Facebook. Made it to lunch, went to see my landfill guys and as usual, they came thru like champs, about 20 towers and a load of server boards that I've never seen before( one just covered with gold pins front and back). Went back to work completely stoked. 3oclock came with blazing speed and I was on my way home. Stopped by my regular stop to get an adult beverage(long neck 25oz corona and a cigar like I always do). And was happily on my way to see what the wife had in store for me for my birthday(wink wink). Then it happened, first the slightest whiff of burnt oil, then a few puffs of smoke out of the corner of my eye by the passenger window. Then to my horror the danger ranger, my baby, next to my wife the one thing I knew would love me forever, lost power and slowly rolled to a stop. I was frantic, I called my wife and we towed her to the truck hospital, only to find there were patients waiting ahead of us, so I had to do what no man wants to, I had to leave her there. The doc said he would check her out first chance he had. What's taking so long, I swear I keep hearing my phone ring only to have no one on the line. I'm losing my mind. How could such a great day turn so wrong.
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