Where's the hysterical crying emoticon when you need it???
So two weeks ago, I see this GORGEOUS white Z28 for sale. I hint and pout and whine a little and u-know-who caves in and arranges a test drive.
This car is FAB-A-LISS. Only 49k miles, Vette engine, purrfect interior and shockingly fat-friendly. It's a little low, but so what? The door opens so wide, I could almost get in horizontally. The tops come off, too. Bonus.
The next night after the test drive, we brought it home and I named him Billy Idol, cuz he's white. Get it? White car... white wedding... Billy Idol? LOL
"Bitchin Camaro" just seemed too obvious a name.
Anyway...
Here's where things went to snot.
Yesterday I had to leave the office early for a doc appointment. I slide in the car and scootch around to adjust my clothes and the seatbelt. Then something INSIDE THE DASH catches my eye.
S P I D E R ! ! !
SpiderSpiderSpiderSpiderSpider!!!!
Had the top been off the car, I would have been in orbit. After I managed to chill my ass out, I tentatively stick my head back in the car for another look.
Damn thing is still there. Not moving, but still there. Right under the voltage gauge - aka battery meter thingy in Buffinese.
Took a little closer look. Son of a bitch is dead! THANK GAWD. But still, it is INSIDE my dash! I cannot remove it. How did it get IN there??? Before the little fucker croaked, he managed to leave web junk here and there on the inside of the glass. I am furious!!!
Please help me! Mr. Buffie flat refused to take the dash apart for the sole purpose of removing the carcas.
So... either tell me how I can "break" something so he will cave in and take apart the dash or tell me how I can get the bastard OUT of my dash without taking it apart.
No, I don't have pictures... but if I can manage not to ralph, I will try to take some and post them, provided I don't go postal and set the car on fire in a desperate attempt to evict the disgusting gigantic 8-legged intruder.
Help help help!
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So two weeks ago, I see this GORGEOUS white Z28 for sale. I hint and pout and whine a little and u-know-who caves in and arranges a test drive.
This car is FAB-A-LISS. Only 49k miles, Vette engine, purrfect interior and shockingly fat-friendly. It's a little low, but so what? The door opens so wide, I could almost get in horizontally. The tops come off, too. Bonus.
The next night after the test drive, we brought it home and I named him Billy Idol, cuz he's white. Get it? White car... white wedding... Billy Idol? LOL
"Bitchin Camaro" just seemed too obvious a name.
Anyway...
Here's where things went to snot.
Yesterday I had to leave the office early for a doc appointment. I slide in the car and scootch around to adjust my clothes and the seatbelt. Then something INSIDE THE DASH catches my eye.
S P I D E R ! ! !
SpiderSpiderSpiderSpiderSpider!!!!
Had the top been off the car, I would have been in orbit. After I managed to chill my ass out, I tentatively stick my head back in the car for another look.
Damn thing is still there. Not moving, but still there. Right under the voltage gauge - aka battery meter thingy in Buffinese.
Took a little closer look. Son of a bitch is dead! THANK GAWD. But still, it is INSIDE my dash! I cannot remove it. How did it get IN there??? Before the little fucker croaked, he managed to leave web junk here and there on the inside of the glass. I am furious!!!
Please help me! Mr. Buffie flat refused to take the dash apart for the sole purpose of removing the carcas.
So... either tell me how I can "break" something so he will cave in and take apart the dash or tell me how I can get the bastard OUT of my dash without taking it apart.
No, I don't have pictures... but if I can manage not to ralph, I will try to take some and post them, provided I don't go postal and set the car on fire in a desperate attempt to evict the disgusting gigantic 8-legged intruder.
Help help help!
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