Spam mail? . . . . . fuck spam mail!
Well I've had my email account for about a year now a have been pretty careful where I use it. Sadly though, it seems that STUPID FUCKING SPAM MAILING SONS OF SATAN seem to think I need debt consolidation. Sure it's a nice gesture but you only need to tell me once, not eight times a day. Assholes.
Some one siphoned the gas out of the pizza cars last night. My boss said "those kids must of had balls because they did the cars in the front along the street" and I replied "no they had brains, did you see how foggy it was?" See that's the thing about last night, I couldn't see my car and it was only across the street. I didn't know they took any of my gas and I knew I filled it the night before so I did a couple deliveries. I pulled out in front of this guy and had the pedal to the floor but it wasn't kicking in to well. After that the car wouldn't accelerate and it would "jump" forward. I swore I screwed the car up so I thought I would wait to say something.
I went on another delivery thinking the car would be fine. It was getting worse the more I drove. As I was turning on to Main st. (the one my work is on) I looked at the gas gage and realized I'm a fucking idiot. The car died so I pulled it over on Main, locked it up then ran back to work. Long story short, FUCK those guys.
Some one siphoned the gas out of the pizza cars last night. My boss said "those kids must of had balls because they did the cars in the front along the street" and I replied "no they had brains, did you see how foggy it was?" See that's the thing about last night, I couldn't see my car and it was only across the street. I didn't know they took any of my gas and I knew I filled it the night before so I did a couple deliveries. I pulled out in front of this guy and had the pedal to the floor but it wasn't kicking in to well. After that the car wouldn't accelerate and it would "jump" forward. I swore I screwed the car up so I thought I would wait to say something.
I went on another delivery thinking the car would be fine. It was getting worse the more I drove. As I was turning on to Main st. (the one my work is on) I looked at the gas gage and realized I'm a fucking idiot. The car died so I pulled it over on Main, locked it up then ran back to work. Long story short, FUCK those guys.