Q: Where do cottonheads still find car alarms that ring indefinitely?
A: Same place they get cars with tape decks, window shades, and that fuzzy thing on the steering wheel.
CAR AND DRIVERLESS: Most women (I didn’t say all, did I?) do not equate weird engine noises with the possibility that somethin’ ain’t right.
Him: Can’t you hear that screech? The thing’s ready to throw a belt.
HER: Harumpf! I drove all the way from Texas with that noise (looks at you like you’re a troublemaker).
Now, if’n you’re wonderin’ how/why anybody would put up with that noise, let it go. Your only hope is that it’s the power steering belt and she drives right onto a Mydol factory.