Need To Vent!!
Check this shit out. March 4th, 2004, the night before I left to go to the WMC, I was involved in a car accident which left me w/ $7200 worth of damage to my car and 36 stitches on my face from broken glass. I made a left turn and this guy was flying up the block and broadsided me and sent me into a pole on the other side of the street. Anyway, my car is fixed and the scarring on my face is alot better than I thought it woul be. Here's the best part of this story: Last night, I was driving home from a friends house and I was driving down the same block where I had the accident and the same fucking person went flying thru the stop sign and I almost drilled him. He rolls down his window, I guess he recognized it was me, and proceeded to say.."Why don't you watch where the fuck you're going?, or do you want to wreck you damn car again." So I yelled back,"you just ran a stop sign you(I'll leave out the profanities)." He gave me the finger and took off. You have no idea how bad I wanted to chase him and drag him out of his car and beat the shit out of him. I just figured it wasn't worth it to get my self jammed up with the Police. I just needed to let all that out.
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