I found myself parked right behind exAhole's car on Sunday night/Monday morning at 2:00 a.m. (because he lives above a bar I frequent) and did not do anything bad or illegal. I have been fantasizing about this moment for about 2 weeks now (since he made yet another dick move). Ahhh.....the feeling of a sharp knife on hard rubber tires.......oooohhhh.....the feeling of a key sliding down the length of the car making that nice metal on metal sound.......mmmmmm......the satisfying crash a brick through his windshield must make. Carrie Underwood is on to something with that horrible song. But, I took the high road and didn't even leave a "watch your back you fucking fuck" in lipstick on his windshield.
Don't I get a cookie or something for that? :-)
(All that being said, my SO, who is so awesome, brought me flowers this past weekend when he took me on a date.)
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A nice showing of self-control! Definitely cookie-worthy...: )
It's always promising when you can avoid violence.
key the assholes car i say
Ummm...cookies! Always a good prize for a job well done or jail time being averted!
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