Big Jim is a fun guy, a great neighbor and he is at his best when he is himself - a bit flaky and clumsy. Big Jim has a car that needs a good paint job. He says the car works fine, but it looks bad. He has been at different body shops whose job estimates have been higher than Big Jim liked. We all know that too well: labor costs never go down; they seem to get higher every new day.

Big Jim was driving along one of our local highways, Route 36, in Hazlet NJ where he saw another body shop he had not seen before. Strange, he thought: the place had a big sign above the front door – Body Shop. The outside walls were painted pink. There weren’t any mechanics around, but lots of cars were parked there. How do they drive the cars into the garages? There were no garage entrances in the front. Probably from the back, Big Jim concluded.

Big Jim parked and went in. There was a big bar and dim lights. The mechanics probably do a good job even if it takes longer than usual so the owner give the patrons the opportunity to stop for a drink or two. What a great idea!

What wonderful attendants, too! Beautiful women who are topless! One attractive lady came by to help. Big Jim stated he was there for a paint job. The lady replied kinky stuff was their very specialty at Body Shop.