F*ck heads
Sunday, October 31st, 2004Some F*CK HEAD egged M’s nice new car SO HARD it BROKE THE PAINT!
We were driving down the road and heard a terrible bang. I thought we hit an armadillo cuz we saw nothing (they jump vertically into the air when you drive over them, otherwise you’d drive over them and not even harm them, and it’s real common down here). But it sounded like it was on the side of the car and it sounded like a rock.
So we go to a gas station and it was a rotten, yes, ROTTEN egg. But the thing is, it sounded like a rock when it hit, so idunno WHAT they did to make it that hard and damaging. It broke the paint. M’s nice new car!
I think they must have used a strong slingshot or something and then also done something to the egg to make it more damanging, like shellack it or glue a nickel to the tip of it. There’s a perfectly round, nickel-sized area where the paint and clearcoat are destroyed. M is PISSED. I am too.
I mean, you spend the night preparing for an evening where you are handing out candy that nobody is paying you for, and ALOT of the trick-or-treaters weren’t even our neighbors, they come to our neighborhood by mini-van because they live either in the boonies, the bad part of town, or apartments.
And then in return we get expensive damage to the car. Thanks alot.
What scares me is this thing hit HARD and only a minute before I had my window open and it could have hit me! If it had hit me I’d be in the hospital FOR SURE, and if it had hit me like in the temple or something, I’d be DEAD. I’m not exaggerating. This thing, whatever it was (I thing something was glued to the egg) was HARD, and it hit probably a foot from my head, and we were driving fast (as usual).
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: I HATE PEOPLE!






