- Jun 5, 2001
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I've got to flame this but I hope Mrs. Elk doesn't scroll through here! Mrs. Elk must have bionic hearing or something. I know for a fact that she has Fart-dar though. I can sneak into a dark corner of the house, miles away from the ears of my precious other, and release a light, but practical, flatulation. Thinking I'm in the clear, NOT. I hear from across the globe, "NICE, I HEARD THAT YOU KNOW!" I can't get a break no matter what! I try and release the unwanted gas in my own garage area and the sound resinates throuh the heavy solid door right into the ears of Mrs. Elk.
That's not all. She can hear the faintest peep in her new car too! She's had the dealer tear apart her whole suspension looking for one creak! They had to buy a special sound tool that attaches to all parts of the suspension just to find the noise. I can't stand it, it drives me crazy. Even worse is when she gets into MY elk and says, "Wow, can you hear that?" I tell her to just close her ears and leave my elk alone!
OK, I'm done, just needed to SOUND off!!:):)
Creaking Elk in Anaheim
That's not all. She can hear the faintest peep in her new car too! She's had the dealer tear apart her whole suspension looking for one creak! They had to buy a special sound tool that attaches to all parts of the suspension just to find the noise. I can't stand it, it drives me crazy. Even worse is when she gets into MY elk and says, "Wow, can you hear that?" I tell her to just close her ears and leave my elk alone!
OK, I'm done, just needed to SOUND off!!:):)
Creaking Elk in Anaheim