This man at the carwash is scrubbing his own hubcaps and having a loud cell phone conversation. Topics covered have included: how he gets sick if he eats too much pizza, how he might have to go pick his friend up because his friend’s car was towed but maybe not because there is some girl who might be able to do it instead, how he hopes this friend does not FUCK him and he gets to get home and eat that pizza (but not too much, see above). Also, every time he moves to a new wheel, he lays down a precious little towel to sit on, even though he’s wearing sweatpants. EAGLE ROCK!
UPDATE: He just answered another call saying “Sanford? It’s funny you call me when I’m at the carwash. You called me yesterday, I was at the carwash, today you call me, I’m at the carwash.” WHY DOES HIS CAR NEED SO MUCH WASHING?
