You fill his head with soap and he scrubs your dishes for you!
And behold, my husband's creative genius. Necessity being the mother of invention and all that:
He needed some sort of vacuum pump thing to get the old fluids out of the engine parts. He had the hand-held squeez-ee outy thing but needed a bigger container. I'm sure he thought of this as he finished the last swig of his cola. A-HA! was heard around the world. I gots me a clever one to be certain.
He's been half inside the engine compartment of his truck since Thursday. I toss him some sustenance now and again but for the most part I haven't seen anything but his backside in three days (that ain't ALL bad). He's doing some major engine repair. Again. He thinks he's got it figured out this time. FOR. SURE.
We'll see. I'll keep you posted.