Fucking Car is Fucking Fucked, again

David Drabble's car is fucking fucked, he announced to his housemates this
morning.  He had planned to drive to campus for his 11am lecture, but since his
fucking car wouldn't fucking start, he would instead have to take one of those
fucking buses instead, and would probably miss the fucking lecture anyway.  His
housemates reacting to this news calmly, and returned their attention to This
Morning.  Drabble then asked where the fucking bus stop was, before leaving the
house for the second time that morning, cursing under his breath.

This is not the first time that Drabble's fucking car has been fucked.
Ironically, he took the vehicle into fucking Kwik fucking Fit only four fucking
weeks ago to get a problem with the fucking indicators fixed.  This inspection
gave no indication that the fucking car would develop a serious fault with the
ignition less than a fucking month later.  As predicted, Drabble missed his
fucking lecture, but remained on campus for his fucking seminar this afternoon.
Normally he would have driven back home to get some lunch.  Instead he had to
suffer the indignity of a fucking burger from fucking air fare. 

Housemate Sue Stamp commented "Dave's always going on about his car, about the
cost of petrol, how much he's paying for the insurance, the funny rattling
noise that seems to be coming from the boot, and today that it wouldn't start.
What he doesn't seem to have noticed is that we don't give a fuck."