I can't fucking BELIEVE it!!!
I have had this car for 5 or so fucking months. 5 fucking months. I push, kicked, pulled, smack, yelled at the mother fucker.
posicat ran into Petsmart to get fish stuff and cat food. Being a pleasant night and wanting to purge my brain some more of pre-con crap, I stayed in the car.
It wasn't when he pulled the lock, it wasn't when he pulled the door. It was when I had a hard time pushing the lock down, did I realize.
THE MOTHER FUCKER OPENED THE PASSAGER SIDE DOOR!!! *breathe*
Baby Hughie strikes again.
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It wasn't when he pulled the lock, it wasn't when he pulled the door. It was when I had a hard time pushing the lock down, did I realize.
THE MOTHER FUCKER OPENED THE PASSAGER SIDE DOOR!!! *breathe*
Baby Hughie strikes again.
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Another amazing feat of strength brought to you by your husband. :)
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How very odd...
Maybe it's a tempermental door, and it works based on unseen forces? My suggestion would be to open it up now while it is working and see if anything looks wrong internally. There are times when something which does not appear broke, still needs fixin'.
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It's kinda funny whenever I drive people that often forget it's broken.. they then walk over to that side and realize... awww. I'm gonna have to scoot across again.