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So some dumbfuck decided to key my fucking car. I don't know when it happened, where it happened, or who did it. If I knew who, well, you can probably guess what I'd be doing right now.

Luckily he (or she) slightly keyed it, it didn't go below the primer, so I can probably just get some touch up paint and fix it up a bit. The thing that really pisses me off is the fact that the asshat keyed it like they were going to town on a fucking scratchers ticket.

Goddamnit, I fucking hate everyone.
 
By keying a car he means; getting a car key or any sort of house key etc.. and then running it along the car and stratching it.
 
The only reason I can think that someone did it is because I blast metal music in my car and keep it blasted until I reach my street, then I turn it down. But that would be it.
 
At least you guys have cars worth keying. Hell, I can leave my car running with the key in it in the worst neighborhood and nobody will even look twice at it.
 
That's because most of the cars in India are already rusting tin buckets...*

I wouldn't mind keying my bosses car but I wont go that low until I'm fired. :tongue:





*Why do I feel wrong for saying that...?
 
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