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my story is not as good as you guys but i'll tell you if you promise not to laugh.i'm driving back roads having going to look at a job when i get a flat.the newer chevy's have a very complex code to remove the tire,after that the jack is the smallest jack for the biggest truck.i couldn't get that tire out from under the truck.could not figure it out.i'm fighting with this thing when i feel someone watching me.i turn around and there is a horse standing watching me.i look around to see if a gate was open or something,didn;t see a pasture or anything.went back to trying to get the tire out when the horse says put these pieces together and slide it down that tube and turn clockwise.i jumped back half amazed half scared.looking around like i was getting punked.no one there.went back to fighting with the tire,he says it again.and ask if i road to school in the short bus.after some serious searching for a microphone or something to explain this i did what he said.the tire lowered from the truck like it was supposed to.he says see i told ya.i'm looking for alan funt or something cause this is freakin me out. he tells me my brakes look like they need some work, then he talks me through the jack and just trots away.i don't even have my phone to tell anyone,not that theyed believe me.i get to the job i'm asking questions etc.then i can't hold back ,i tell the guy about the horse.he asks me if it was this tall?i say yes. he asks if it had a blonde mane?i say yes.he says did he make fun of you for being stupid? i say yes thats the horse. then i tell him he even said my brakes looked bad.he says he's full of manure you can;t believe anything he says.
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