Well, what a shitty, shitty night... Went to my favorite bar, just like I do every wednesday night, for one final time before I leave town/go to school, I won't be back for a month at least... come out to go to the gas station... someone has cracked my windshield, from top to bottom... and best part? It's not MY windshield... it's my DAD'S
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