Here’s a little car wash humor to cap off your Sunday (at my expense of course):

We had just gotten back from a ski trip in North Carolina, and our car was pretty filthy. Of course, my wife couldn’t leave the car in this condition for more than 30 seconds, let alone the next day, so on the way back we stopped at an auto-wash near our apartment. It’s also worthwhile to note two things here:

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Before I delve into this story, I have one question for you: How long do you think it takes for the sun to fade your car’s paint? Keep the answer in the back of your mind, you’ll need it later.

The car wash is a magical, mystifying place, steeped in mystery and puzzles….wait…no it’s not…it’s a freaking car wash. It doesn’t get much simpler than the car wash, and the most simple type of car wash is the Automatic Gas Station Car Wash. You pull up, pay for your wash, and then pull into the wash when directed. Gives you a headache just thinking about it, right?

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