mourfiend

yeah baby, driving in my rent-a-car, on some old-ass road that doesn't even have lines anymore. and behold i see a cop driving towards me and he flips on his light and slams on his breaks. I stop of course and wait for him to turn around. The road is so small it take him several time to turn around. i do wait for him to pull up behind me and finally he is at my window. now, when i seen him comming over the hill, i checked my speed and i was at 50 and i thought that i was in a 35 zone. i slowed down. he asks me if i knew how fast i was going,and i answer honestly,50. he proceeds to tell me that i was going 73 and tries to get me to admit that i was going 73. I later find that it was a 55 mile zone. thats right, a fuckin ticket for 73 in a 55 zone.
I am going to give up on the new car search. im thinking a skateboard and a grappling hook. most of the places i have gone want to charge me double the value of the car. talking about $400.00 a month. yeah, sure, let me sign that contract. no judge, that ISN'T red ink. and my name isn't "help me".