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i wasnt planning on ever writing in my livejournal again, but i made this one exception since i have a story that i will probably have to repeat 40 times.
well this is a story
all about how
my life got flipped
turned upside down
and id like to take a minute
so just sit right there
and ill tell you all about
how my car disappeared into thin air
ok. so i get home this morning at around 5:30 in the AM. and i go inside and pass the fuck out. so around 11:10 in the AM, my mom comes into my room and is like "hey dave, where did you park yo motha' fuckin' ride?". so im like "yo momma dukes, what you babbling dyslexic about??" so i roll out to the parking lot and my car is not there. unless this has happened to you, i dont think you would be able to understand how fucking mad i was. my eyes felt like they were going to burst. so i call to po-9, and about 20 min. later Officer Fuck comes to my house to fill out a report. So he takes the report, and has me sign this paper saying that if they see my car on the road, and the guy tries to drive off, that i give them permission to chase him, and if he crashes my car i wont blame the police dept. so i was like you know this, chase the mother fucker, beat the shit out of him and then bring him back to my house so i can stick my foot in his ass. the cop jus started lauging, he was pretty chillin. so next i go to eat breakfast with my mom while she is calling my insurance. after that we headed over to sherwood honda to find out the details on my warranty. so basically if my car is not found within the next 30 days, my insurance will pay off my car, give me my down payment back, plus honda will give me more money towards another car. so i will actually come out ahead and make money if they dont find my car. that car was the fucking shit. it drove so good, it was fast, and it was so comfortable. this has been a stressful day so far.
oh yea, how could i forget. not only was my car stolen, but my guitar, amp head, and franks practice amp where in my trunk of my car. so now i cant even write a song about my car being stolen cuz i have no fucking guitar! and also all my CD's (most of where burned anyway) and my towel where in my car! that was my favorite towel. mother fuckers man, people have no morals. if you want a car, go get a fucking job or get some money together somehow, and fucking buy one. or jus do it the easy way and STEAL MINE. FUCK YOU CAR THEIF, FUCK YOU IN YOUR STUPID ASS. I HOPE YOU DIE OF GHONARHEA. GET FUCKED BY BIG HAIRY FAT GUYS. I HOPE YOUR CHILDREN ARE HERMAPHRODITES.
well this is a story
all about how
my life got flipped
turned upside down
and id like to take a minute
so just sit right there
and ill tell you all about
how my car disappeared into thin air
ok. so i get home this morning at around 5:30 in the AM. and i go inside and pass the fuck out. so around 11:10 in the AM, my mom comes into my room and is like "hey dave, where did you park yo motha' fuckin' ride?". so im like "yo momma dukes, what you babbling dyslexic about??" so i roll out to the parking lot and my car is not there. unless this has happened to you, i dont think you would be able to understand how fucking mad i was. my eyes felt like they were going to burst. so i call to po-9, and about 20 min. later Officer Fuck comes to my house to fill out a report. So he takes the report, and has me sign this paper saying that if they see my car on the road, and the guy tries to drive off, that i give them permission to chase him, and if he crashes my car i wont blame the police dept. so i was like you know this, chase the mother fucker, beat the shit out of him and then bring him back to my house so i can stick my foot in his ass. the cop jus started lauging, he was pretty chillin. so next i go to eat breakfast with my mom while she is calling my insurance. after that we headed over to sherwood honda to find out the details on my warranty. so basically if my car is not found within the next 30 days, my insurance will pay off my car, give me my down payment back, plus honda will give me more money towards another car. so i will actually come out ahead and make money if they dont find my car. that car was the fucking shit. it drove so good, it was fast, and it was so comfortable. this has been a stressful day so far.
oh yea, how could i forget. not only was my car stolen, but my guitar, amp head, and franks practice amp where in my trunk of my car. so now i cant even write a song about my car being stolen cuz i have no fucking guitar! and also all my CD's (most of where burned anyway) and my towel where in my car! that was my favorite towel. mother fuckers man, people have no morals. if you want a car, go get a fucking job or get some money together somehow, and fucking buy one. or jus do it the easy way and STEAL MINE. FUCK YOU CAR THEIF, FUCK YOU IN YOUR STUPID ASS. I HOPE YOU DIE OF GHONARHEA. GET FUCKED BY BIG HAIRY FAT GUYS. I HOPE YOUR CHILDREN ARE HERMAPHRODITES.