Good feelings, and whatever was in the system, I reckon.How the fuck did he stop the car?
Did you dislodge the stick from your anus, or is it still firmly lodged?Fuuuuck. After rolling peacefully, nonstop through the country on way to work I come to the first corner. Hitting the brakes as I turn I hear a horrific grinding sound from rear, passenger side. Pull into first parking lot.
F'ing stick had apparently been flung up by rear tire and lodged itself upright behind the bumper, super tight against ground.
Damn stress chemicals felt like drugs when I got back in the car.
I kept the shitty end of it.Did you dislodge the stick from your anus, or is it still firmly lodged?
kickass. Thats gotta be like going to a super loud concert for a deaf dude. All kindsa sensations you dont get in daily life.Helped a friend get her adopted son across town since she was at a teacher union meeting, and couldn't meet her boy at the train platform, but I didn't remember that he's deaf. He was really, really excited about the 300ZX.
I opened up Google Keep on my phone (since I could give two shits about whether google tracks me), and we had a conversation that way.
You need to stop monkeying around with that shit!!My putty repair failed so gorilla tape replaced the putty.
Just put a new bumper on already.My putty repair failed so gorilla tape replaced the putty.
My putty repair failed so gorilla tape replaced the putty.
I bet you could find a caulk tube of whatever kind of glue they use to stick that shit together.
If whatever type of plastic is compatible with it, fiberglass repair is tough shit too.
Fuck a new insanely priced bumper. Junkyard one if you have to go that route.
So agressive. Go finish your "workshop".Everyone wants to ride in a cab held together with tape.
He's probably got some of whatever he used on the floor crack he could offer you. An olive branch for the New Year.So agressive. Go finish your "workshop".
Go full Mad Max on it. Rip the bumper cover off, and lag-bolt a railroad tie to the crash bar struts.So agressive. Go finish your "workshop".
Some idiot rear-ended me at a red light. Pretty legit.Go full Mad Max on it. Rip the bumper cover off, and lag-bolt a railroad tie to the crash bar struts.
How did you manage to rip the bumper cover up anyhow?
I deserve the crucifiction. After all, I'm Jewsus.He's probably got some of whatever he used on the floor crack he could offer you. An olive branch for the New Year.
So agressive. Go finish your "workshop".
Then fucking file with his insurance, you git.Some idiot rear-ended me at a red light. Pretty legit.