Never heard of this before
For the past few days, the other half's car has been making a strange hissing noise when he hit the accelerator. We couldn't get to the bottom of it until we were unloading some shopping from the boot yesterday and spotted a lock of black hair hanging out of the exhaust.

A closer look indicated that someone had stuffed the exhaust full of it. Jet black human hair.

What the fuck?

I mean, I've heard of bananas, spuds, even a dildo being found in one's (car's) tailpipe but this is a new one for me and him both. There's some fucking odd people in this neck of the woods, for sure.
(thatblokeoverthere not quite as much an arsehole as I thought, Thu 26 Mar 2009, 16:04, 7 replies, latest was 17 years ago)

Even more disturbing is the question
of how they put it there.

I won't post that picture of the guy sodomizing a Land Rover.
( The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Thu 26 Mar 2009, 16:15, Reply)

Its your
Catalytic converter giving up the ghost mate.
(never-right -getting it wrong since '78, Thu 26 Mar 2009, 16:17, Reply)

I didn't even know
they contain real cats?
( Bert Monkeysex is waiting for the mods to delete him, Thu 26 Mar 2009, 16:18, Reply)

Either.......
Your catalytic converter is faling apart (most tend not to have strand-type catalyst in nowadays) or it's your silencer upstream of the tailpipe losing glassfibre packing.
Whatever's in your tailpipe (ooer mrs etc)it isn't human hair. It'd STINK if it was.
(Captain Placid 24/7 ball gags, brownie mix and clown porn, Thu 26 Mar 2009, 17:06, Reply)

It's Voodoo.
Kill a chicken and smear the blood on your genitals.

That should sort it.
( girlinthehole, Thu 26 Mar 2009, 19:19, Reply)

Nope...
...I can categorically say it's not the catalytic converter, mainly because the car doesn't have one. It's a bit of an old banger but it serves him well.

That fact in itself surprises me. In the car park at my apartments there are far more valuable targets for such a surreal prank than t'other half's auld Honda, especially the BMW tank owned by one neigbour that apparently cost enough so that parking it properly is unnecesarry. I almost ended up on the bonnet of the thing coming home on my bike one day because it was a full three feet out of the parking-bay-of-the-day that the fuckwit had selected. If I was a nutter with a bagful of someone's hair, I'd have gone for that one :)

EDIT: And before anyone starts up with '...but you/he MUST have a catty con - it's the LAAAAAAAW!' Fact is, only models registered after late 1992 have to have one by law. Yup, it's that old.
(thatblokeoverthere not quite as much an arsehole as I thought, Mon 30 Mar 2009, 13:14, Reply)