Hit and Run
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Me: Guy with tan Honda parked across the street from Ferris. You: Pathetic sub-humanoid. After a long stressful week I awoke Sat. with the happy expectation of a weekend filled with a whole lot of nothing. Instead I found the back of my car torn off. Wow, how inconsiderate. The amount of douchebaggery shown here is unreal. What kind of person hits a vehicle, rips off the bumper & leaves? Go ahead, admit it, you suck. You are that person who doesn't care. Embrace it & wallow in the nastiness you are as an unfeeling, remorseless piece of parasite infested dog puke on the bottom of a tired, holey shoe. I hope someone reports you. I hope people find out. I hope they see you for what you really are: dishonest, cruel & pathetic. And finally, I hope you see yourself for who you are & that that upsets you. At the very least I hope your car is stolen & you contract a life threatening form of Chagas. You don't need a heart anyway since you clearly don't use it.
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