Great, Grand, Wonderful. No Yelling on the Bus.
Ok here’s the list, I’m too tired to put thought into this:
-Turned 20 (aug 8th)
-Night of my bday my 1988 Pontiac Firebird was stolen by my ex.
-He in turn drove it to phoenix (5 hours away).
-Involved in a hit n’ run…also got a dui.
-For the week after he called me to tell me where my car was I couldn’t find one fucking cop/sheriff/old lady in Maricopa county that knew anything about it (wtg Joe A….stupid dick).
-Finally found the car in an impound yard, spent close to $700 to get it back down here.
-Front end is thrashed, interior is covered in blood, windshield is cracked all to hell. Tires are destroyed.
-To repair it all will cost more than the car is worth.
-He doesn’t have insurance.
-Here’s the car:
So, how have YOU been?
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