I Only Wanted a Small Part!

I needed a small part for my small car, and because of its a I went to the local wrecking yard.

There, I found a car of the same model, two years newer and in much better condition than mine, waiting there to be scavenged for parts.

To get the part I needed, I had to open the back hatch and it was locked, so I went back to the office to see if they had a key.

"I'll call Billy. He's got a key . . . Hey Billy, we need a trunk popped!"

"Actually, it's a hatch, and we just need to unlock it," said I.

Above, you see the result of a five-pound "key" on the lock of a car hatch. "Why do ya think it's called a 'wrecking yard'?" he asked me.

I got my small part, and bought an extra for good measure. I'll recover from the trauma of seeing a "trunk popped."

It would have been too hard to get the political sticker off anyhow.

~:-]