May 26, 2005 01:33
Dear Pepsi,
your BIG truck fucked up her day.
It was parked in a go lane (not enough room to park in the quickie lot). I guess the rules of the road don't apply when there is a public function such as that that involves delivery of fizzy sugar water. THANKS Pepsi...NO citation necessary just keep the cola comin'! She could not get around your collossally hulking m(ass) of soda freight. So she backed up and crushed a matchbox car. $104 Moving Violation. I think YOU, PEPSI, were the one that was violating the moving.
She wanted to buy a dress from a thrift store. That's where she was going, but because the world needs it's ceaseless backstock supply of Pepsi-Cola she now hasn't even got the money to buy a can of pop --and it was bloody hot out there waiting for the heat to show up just before you wheeled out slowly forward unimpeded on to the next thirsty gas stop-
THANK YOU OPULENT PEPSI GODS