So I guess the car's owner came by last night to see the car and talk with me, but the dumbass came by at like 5:30, and I had been gone for about an HOUR already. He's supposed to come back today I guess...
It's really hard to maintain my composure with this whole thing. I really want to just see the guy who built the long block, and SPLIT HIS FACE OPEN, simply because he can't do his F*ing job correctly!
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"...these condoms have a topical anesthetic to reduce sensitivity, so you can last longer. What a paradox. You can't feel a thing, but you can f*ck for HOURS..."
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