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   So I went to start the MFA Beater after work tonight and couldn't find the clutch with my foot. I reached down, felt around, and located it seemingly stuck to the floor. It came back up, albeit with some difficulty, but then stuck again after I backed up in my parking spot and went to put it in first.

   Bear in mind that this was downtown, at a quarter to midnight, on a Saturday.

   Many grim scenarios flashed through my mind, none of which ended happily.

   I got out of the car and turned on the flashlight app on The Precious, then squatted down to examine the clutch.

   The floor mat had slipped forward and was holding it down.

   HahahahaHA, universe. You are fucking hilarious.

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[Krlr]

Knock that shit off U. Enough already.