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I was leaving my neighborhood last week and there was a car just parked right in the middle of the street. No hazard lights, no one in it, not even pulled over. Just parked in the middle of the travel lane. What’s more is that there were plenty of places to park that were closer to where he was delivering whatever the fuck than where he parked his shitmobile.
So what did I do? I stopped behind the parked car, laid on the horn until he came running back where I yelled at him to park his fucking shit and called him a fucking dipshit which felt pretty good.
I know what you’re thinking. “Oh yeah and everyone clapped”
fuck you
More like u clapped his cheeks amirite
We kissed and now we’re married. He and I are starting up a BnB where we’re going to solve a wacky murder mystery every week. You should come and stay
I’m in. How do I book a room? I’ll even volunteer to be the victim.
We already have a waiting list of potential guests. People are dying to get in