the junkman cometh

Friend #7 bought a new car yesterday. It needs, shall we say, a little work. And a little inspection sticker. But it is a lovely hue of sage green, which will tide her over emotionally until the actual car is road-ready. Her old car with its blazing red paint, dented driver's side door, and caved in hood, has been decorating our driveway for a few weeks. It is now headed for the junkyard. Earlier today, this verbal exchange was overheard in the kitchen:
Friend #7: "So, I need to clean out my old car. Should I vacuum it, too?
Hubby: "Nah. They're gonna crush it."