My Robot Is Pregnant theme song!

The smile of a made for television repair manual
Sean and I thought we’d try to put new shoes on the rear drums. It’s a dually. First tool we used was a chainsaw to block up enough boards to keep the truck off the ground. Then using two bottle jacks we raised it and pulled the tires.

“I seen that in a junkyard,” I said of the wet rusty sealed steel drum we had exposed.

“I have no idea how to do this,” Sean admitted. He was my only hope.

“Should we look on the Internet?” I asked.

He turned the only visible bolt and a thick dirty fluid was oozing under pressure from the threads like it was wounded.

“Maybe we should,” he said.

Which broke our spirit. That information superhighway just left nothing to the imagination. Color pictures. An embedded video. Tools I didn’t own and had never seen. Perhaps if we’d just unscrewed everything and were left with no choice but to put it back together we could have prevailed, but the knowledge Google revealed crippled us.