so last night i head over to this girl's house (yes magna she had been texting me, you need to get on that shit) and when i pull up out front my mark is letting off a lot of smoke from under the hood. needless to say i was pissed. well i open the hood and search around in the dark to find that the heater hose had a hole right by the hose clamp. and antifreeze had sprayed all over the engine and burned up. and my antifreeze container was totally bone dry. well after the initial pissed off time i ask the chick who i was with if we could stop at the 24 hour autozone (mind you it was midnight by now) and we pull up in her deville (why do i always end up with girls who drive old people cars) and i ask them if they have the hose i need. the idiot there didn't know it was a high pressure hose and is showing me this hose that's for the AC compressor. and so i finally see the hose i need, in a bag, labelled, right in front of us, i grab it, pay $4.00 for it, take it back to the lincoln, and spend the next 30 minutes removing the old one, putting on the new one, cutting off the excess, filling the radiator, and antifreeze tank with water, and being damn glad i didn't take the jag as it prolly would have just exploded.
