Oh dear. I have a sad, sad story to tell.
Actually it isn't sad at all, it is hilarious. But only because I am on this side of the story. And it very easily could have been the other way around.
The other day my mom came up to visit me and amidst our chatting my brother calls her.
Brother: Hey, I have a flat tire.
Mother: Okay, call AAA and they will come help you.
Brother: Okay. (Click)
[Author's note: Don't worry, it gets better.}
(Ring Ring says Christina's cell phone)
Christina: What a dork, he sent me a picture of it. He must be bored. (texting back) "Yep, it's flat. Either that or the carburetor."
Brother: ?
Christina: Lol!
Brother: I mean, I don't believe you but I don't know what the carburetor is. So what is it?
Christina: (evil plotting begins) It's the metal piece from the wheel to the steering wheel. Ask the guy to check it to make sure you don't break the spare tire.
Brother: ...lol...great.
Christina: Mom didn't think of it but Cody says to ask the guy, it's under the car, he'll need a jack.
Brother: Okay, so just say "Can you check the carburetor just to make sure?" Gotcha, I shall. This is lame.
Christina: (OMG, I can't believe he is buying this, since when do I know anything about cars??) Okay...better safe then sorry. Let us know what he says.
Brother: (pause while the AAA man arrives) By the way the guy says he is checking the caliper not the carburetor.
Christina: No, the carburetor connects to your steering, Cody rebuilt a car, he knows dummy!
Brother: Well, the guy says my car doesn't have one, so he says he will check the caliper.
Christina: Well, SHIT then you need a carburetor installed, they are soooo important.
Brother: He says my model of car doesn't have one, something about fuel injection or whatever.
Christina: Lies, all lies.
The End.
Lol! Oh my, oh my! My poor brother! Can you just imagine the look on the AAA man's face when he pulls up to my skinny white brother and he goes "Hello sir, I have a flat tire and could you also check the carburetor, just in case???"
(Fit of hysterics)
Oh geez! I can't believe he fell for it. I must have much more power in that relationship then I realized. I promptly called my grandparents and through fits of giggles explained the situation to them. My grandpa advised me that he really doesn't have a carburetor in his car (something I neither knew was possible, nor really cared about) and my grandma advised me that this was not a nice thing to do (which I also knew...and didn't care about). :) What a poor schmuck my brother is! What a gullible, innocent soul he has!
I called him later and explained the joke. He hung up on me. I laughed some more and called him over and over until he answered again. He forgave me and life goes on.
I hope it's still funny when my mom gets a bill in the mail for an "installed carburetor" on his car.
Siblinghood: It's not for the faint of heart.
PS: What is a carburetor?
My Mother’s House
4 years ago
your mom was laughin soo hard, I felt so bad for rich lol but it was really funny....sorry rich.....not
ReplyDeletehahhahaahha. i am sitting in my room looking/sounding like a completeeee DINGUS BRAIN cause im lauhging soooo hard!!!
ReplyDeletethat was a really really good one Neen!
ps: A carburetor (American spelling) or carburettor (Commonwealth spelling) is a device that blends air and fuel for an internal combustion engine. It was invented by Karl Benz before 1885[1] and patented in 1886[2]. It is colloquially called a carb (in North America and the United Kingdom).
The word carburetor comes from the French carbure meaning "carbide"[3]. Carburer means to combine with carbon. In fuel chemistry, the term has the more specific meaning of increasing the carbon (and therefore energy) content of a fuel by mixing it with a volatile hydrocarbon.
aka: connects the tire to the steering wheel