Car troubles. Who ever said that K-cars were “Reliant” automobiles? The Barenaked Ladies?

You open your car's hood and poke around to try to see what's wrong.  You get absolutely nowhere.  Getting very angry, you hit the hood over and over until you realize that a neighbor is staring at you.  Weakly smiling, you wave to her and say, "Oh, my car just wouldn't start, and, um...I just had to vent my feelings out."  You timidly hang your head down before noticing that she's actually smiling.  Maybe you're not the only person around here to do this...

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