Neighborhood Boyfriend

I always laugh when I think about that phrase. Deena had some broken bulbs on her license plate, so I picked up her car to fix them before her court date. They were FULLY corroded, and broken. I spent 30 picking shards of glass out of the sockets. No burrito. In the end I fixed it, and they are now functioning. I am the shiz, the big cheese, the bomb, the solution, the problem solver, ok I'm not all that. I am a bulb replacer. woot.