The Thunderchicken is no more.

The automobile that has ferried Fezboy!’s wife for longer than he has known her himself went belly up last evening. There is some sadness in Fezdom today, but not so much as one might think. Yes, the Almighty Fez has pulled off one of the more ironical events of the past few years.

You see, we put the car up for sale yesterday. I think the Thunderchicken just didn’t want to go on under new management and so it had a massive coronary on Jordan Avenue, just north of University. We are spared the pain of selling the TC on the one hand, but no long stand to receive a needed cash infusion on the other.

Oh well. Just goes to show you I guess. What, I’m not sure, but you have been shown nonetheless.