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Dear Dude who hit my car. F**k you.You hit my car, leave a beautiful dent on my drivers side door- and don't even leave a note to apologize with your phone number on it? Do you realize what you did is illegal? Yah- it's called a 'hit and run'. Maybe you could go to your local police department and let the nice officers know that you are unsure of what that means. Not only am I pissed at you, but my car is too. I heard Alistair say something about 'accidentally' running you over if he sees you. Now, he's not a big car, but he could kick your ass- I promise. Not only did you leave a crater size dent on my door, but you chipped the paint off and didn't apologize. Now, did I hit your car? Thinking not. So what makes you think you can hit mine? Maybe your car is a P.O.S. and you don't care about it. But when I pay oodles of money to drive a nice car, DENT FREE, I get a little angry. Al gets a little miffled too. You're lucky insurance is paying for this without toying with my premiums. You are SO lucky. Because believe you-me, I would find you, I would run you over, and then back over you. And if this dent came from who I think it did, I know where you live. And I know people who know people who do nasty things. This will not go unforgiven. Signed, A very very bitter Civic driver. Posted by Bella at 9:53 AM# 0 Comments:
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