ok, if you havent figured out. today sucked ass like a damn hoover. First I get pulled away from what I'm doing to run stupid errands, decide, wtf, i need **** up there anyway. so i go by the accountants for my parents drop **** off, go to walfart to get a replacement led zepplin cd since mine was stolen with my cd player. The sticker on the cd said 18.88, rings up as 23.88. I point it out. she says, oh nothing I can do., go to customer service, they say go to electronics, electronics sends me back up there. they say, too bad, refund the cd or accept the price. I say HELL no, I want the cd, and the ******* price that it has on it. I go find the manager, give her hell, and shie finally fixes it. I get to my car, turn on stairway to heaven (best song ever) so I'm enjoyin my tunes. I take off on the highway headed home, go less than a quarter mile, nimrod in suv pulls out in front of me, I swerve into the right lane to miss him right as i get into the right lane ****** redneck pulls out in front of me in his ****** thunderbird, I lock em, too late, its pourin rain and I'm in the altima. WHAM right into him, so he pulls off the side of the road, followed by me, says, oh, I'm so sorry, i didn't see you. BULLSHIT silver car with headlights on coming right at you, stupid redneck. no serious damage so he gives me 50 bucks for a paint patch and we go on our way. I get back to give the parents the accountant stuff, and then start to explain the wreck, neither understand and then blame it on me. I give it to them play by play but when they realize that they are wrong they refuse to admit it. I get pissed and start yellin, so my dad says, thats it, I'm taking the motorcycle away

me: for what?!?!?!??!?

him: you need to be a more responsible driver

me: the idiot pulled out in front of me, nothing i could do

him: you shouldnt be driving so fast

me: I was doing 60 and the speedlimits 65

him: you should have slowed down even more

me: screw it, i have **** to do, bye, walded out, slammed door.





after my temper cools, I went back to give it another try.



dad: what?

me: (elpains wreck again, without temper)

him: I already know, it was your fault

me: not even dale erndhart jr could have avoided that wreck

him: yes he could have, he wouldn't be driving that fast

me: I was doing under the speed limit!!!!!

him: still not slow enough

me: there was no one in front of me till those 2 nimrods pulled out

him: too bad, the motorcycle is still gone.





I'm pissed, the motorcycle was the only thing that could relieve the stress of living in this shithole, I love that damn bike, and if he takes it away i'm gonna go ******* nuts. I need a punching bag, or a enemy, to beat the **** out of to relieve stress. https://www.nopistons.com/forums/pub...1047683358.gif

Damn...whack the mole?

welcome to my world. ive been like that for oh......4 months?

my car shot a piston out of the side of the block, i wasnt surprised my parents said it was my fault https://www.nopistons.com/forums/pub...IR#>/happy.png

if I played that game now the ******* moles would explode, and the mackine would break down.

whack the dumb ass red neck is sounding more fun.

I mean whack off...you misinterpreted https://www.nopistons.com/forums/pub..._DIR#>/sad.png

if they hadn't have taken the motorcycle, I could have laughed it off, but no, its gone for a while at least. that pisses me off. that was my only release, now smashed. dammit. and I just ordered my pipes for it and all. thats a wasted 300 bucks. **** **** ****.

i learned my lesson the same way, ALWAYS take it to the insurance companies, otherwise people will NEVER believe your story. i got backed into, she gave me money, i didnt care about the car, so i just took it and left, he didnt believe me, and now i dont drive.

I think I'm so mad my own penis is scared of me, it probably won't work. heh heh. i might just go over to a girls house for some "stress relief" at least the day might have a positive ending.