It hurts so bad...
So much for a happy ending to a long weekend. The ignorant idiot motherfuckers at the valet parking of the hotel where my parents have a beach apartment, crashed my car with a concrete column.
Obviously they will be paying for it to get fixed and my dad is heading the whole thing to get my car fixed, but it hurts when you take care of something of yours to have someone else fuck it up for you. It really fucking ticks you off. Kinda strikes the "Killing-Rampage" nerve...
Obviously they will be paying for it to get fixed and my dad is heading the whole thing to get my car fixed, but it hurts when you take care of something of yours to have someone else fuck it up for you. It really fucking ticks you off. Kinda strikes the "Killing-Rampage" nerve...