so yesterday sucked!
Went out and stayed out too late Friday nite. Got home around 8 or 9 pm. was up at 2:30 for work. got to work and did my thing untill 2pm ish. got home had some Nachos, realised that i was going to fall asleep if i didnt go to bed. it was about 3 pm.
Zzzzzzzzzzzzz
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hone Call ::
Roomate: "Dave, did you sneak out and get some food? You bastard you could have told me."
Me: "What the fuck are you talking about im in bed asleep" :: notes time 9:30 pm::
Roomate: ::Giggiling:: " Dude im not kidding your car wasnt in the drive way, you miss a payment?"
Me: "Fuck you, no, where are you..."
Roomie: ::Still chuckeling:: " dude i think somone stole your car.. I'm trying to tell you I think somone stole your car"
Me: " NO SHIT FUCKWAD!!" ::Click::
Me: :: dials police ::
Its 9:45
10:30 Cops show up, Roomate shows up. roomate went out at 8:00 got some sundries from wal-mart, and was back home at 8:30. He went to leave for work at 9:30 he left (a little earlier than normal) and called me from John Smith's Subs, with the above mentioned call.
I'm normaly a pretty calm guy, but i would like to find this jack hole and show him what it feels like to wake up and find somthing, that was there when you went to sleep, not be there when you wake up.
like his Pinga, or his finger nails... a kidney nothing fatal.
Riviera beach PD wont find my car untill rats have babbies in my glovebox
cant rent a car, its sunday.
Been up all night trying not to think bout this, or my Creditcard recipts and bills in my car.
hopefully it will be found, soon, and no rat babbies.
My next vechile will have a fueltank kill switch and maybe a rattlesnake in the passanger seat.
Went out and stayed out too late Friday nite. Got home around 8 or 9 pm. was up at 2:30 for work. got to work and did my thing untill 2pm ish. got home had some Nachos, realised that i was going to fall asleep if i didnt go to bed. it was about 3 pm.
Zzzzzzzzzzzzz
:
hone Call :: Roomate: "Dave, did you sneak out and get some food? You bastard you could have told me."
Me: "What the fuck are you talking about im in bed asleep" :: notes time 9:30 pm::
Roomate: ::Giggiling:: " Dude im not kidding your car wasnt in the drive way, you miss a payment?"
Me: "Fuck you, no, where are you..."
Roomie: ::Still chuckeling:: " dude i think somone stole your car.. I'm trying to tell you I think somone stole your car"
Me: " NO SHIT FUCKWAD!!" ::Click::
Me: :: dials police ::
Its 9:45
10:30 Cops show up, Roomate shows up. roomate went out at 8:00 got some sundries from wal-mart, and was back home at 8:30. He went to leave for work at 9:30 he left (a little earlier than normal) and called me from John Smith's Subs, with the above mentioned call.
I'm normaly a pretty calm guy, but i would like to find this jack hole and show him what it feels like to wake up and find somthing, that was there when you went to sleep, not be there when you wake up.
like his Pinga, or his finger nails... a kidney nothing fatal.
Riviera beach PD wont find my car untill rats have babbies in my glovebox
cant rent a car, its sunday.
Been up all night trying not to think bout this, or my Creditcard recipts and bills in my car.
hopefully it will be found, soon, and no rat babbies.
My next vechile will have a fueltank kill switch and maybe a rattlesnake in the passanger seat.