My front windshield was broken with a rock while parked at West Valley City library. On the hood, I found a rock wrapped in a note that read, "As soon as I get my balls back and universal healthcare to sew them back on, you get your bike pants back."
Yeah, and as soon as you fix my windshield, I will call back the zombie glass shards that are headed toward your eyeballs. I don't know who you are, but the madness needs to stop.
Loren M. Lambert © August 16, 2009
Yeah, and as soon as you fix my windshield, I will call back the zombie glass shards that are headed toward your eyeballs. I don't know who you are, but the madness needs to stop.
Loren M. Lambert © August 16, 2009
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