...shouldn't be allowed on the road! Twice today I had an old guy run into the back of me at traffic lights. Went out to buy a hard disk, old guy slipped off the clutch I assume, bit of a scuff and impression of his fog light in my bumper. A bodyshop would probably charge £200 to fix it so I let him off, I'm nice like that, and the car'll only be worth £1-1.5 by the time I come to sell it, and it'll knock £30 off at most. Fuck it.
Then on the way back the exact same thing happened. The entire centre bit of the dashboard fell out and I got pizza all over my shirt. Properly pissed off, more about my shirt than anything else. His daughter was in the passenger seat and the bitch started getting lippy with me about the whole thing, so I accidentally spilt all my coke in her window.
Shoot the lot of em
Then on the way back the exact same thing happened. The entire centre bit of the dashboard fell out and I got pizza all over my shirt. Properly pissed off, more about my shirt than anything else. His daughter was in the passenger seat and the bitch started getting lippy with me about the whole thing, so I accidentally spilt all my coke in her window.
Shoot the lot of em