zedasex

I got my fucking car back finally,8 weeks and 4 thousand dollars later and it seems ok. I paid the fat bastards (incidentally it was really strange that all of them were fat) I got the keys and hopped in and no sooner did my front end hit the street it sputtered and died. Calmly, I got out and walked back in and proceded to explain how a group of ring tailed monkeys with a limp and a glass eye could have done a better job and faster as well. And then I sat back and waited for an explaination. They walked around the car for twenty minutes and scratched their fat asses and balding heads to come to the grand conclusion that the dumb fucks forgot to gas her up before they gave her back. Now I can sit back and deal with my newest ailment a massive tattoo covering my entire left chest panel. It hurt so god damn bad when he went over my collar bone. Everytime he touched it with the machine it felt like he hooked my collar bone up to a car battery. Well it's over now and I have 4 days till I gotta go to work so I can relax and heal it. Wish me luck.