grandkodiak
08-02-2009, 05:31 PM
So you go to pull out of a parking space, and for whatever reason, you accidently hit the car next to you. Would you have the common courtesy, to at the VERY least, leave a sorry note, better yet, your insurance information? How bout if you were in a small parking lot, would you go into the store and see if you could find the owner of the car you scratched up?
Well, apparently, the person that hit my car, didn't care to do any of these things. And its not a "oops i opened the door to wide and i left a little white residue on your door" mark... its a oh ****, i cut the wheel to hard and scraped a 2 foot gash into your car, oh, and since the fuel door was there, bent that too cause it sticks out a bit where your finger goes to open it. Oh, was that clearcoat? Of course not! Thats clearly the factory base coat of paint thats been intact and cared for since late 1995. Whos gunna notice?
SOOOO... I got to thinking... what would I have done, had I been walking out to my car, at the exact momment that someone was driving away after just doing such a thing to my car?
I try to think of myself as a rational, reasonable person... but the more I looked at my car, the more I began to think... what, oh what would I do if I could the mother ****er that didnt have the ****ing balls to admit to a simple almost insignificant fault as scratching up someones car? You didnt run over the family dog that ran away off of its leash, you didnt hit my grandmother cause you where to drunk to drive, no limbs where lost, and despit it probably going to cost a hundred or more to fix... you ****ing left it without a word. I'm pretty sure, thinking back, that if i happened to be armed at the momment, someone would have a colostomy bag for the rest of thier life. After its not worth someones life if they are an immoral piece of **** dick sucking gutter trash from the hood... but you sure are gunna remember me for the rest of your life. But not being armed at the momment, i was thinking that a broken bottle in the parking lot, doused in the oil, grit, grease, gasoline, and other **** on the parking lot asphalt, applied with the proper amount of force under the armpit while applied in a twisting motion, would leave some lasting memories. but what stop there while they are stunned? within easy reach is probably a tire iron... while applying it up the rectum of the already bleeding scumbag, i would lay across thier back, and pull up in such a motion, as to see how far the skin below the belly button would strech, from the insides, as i would try to torque the lower colon out of said such hole. then i think i could move on to grabbing the butane lighter out of my pocket, and seeing just how long it would take to get blood to squirt out of a burning man nipple, simliar to i guess a mixed scene of backdraft meets bram stokers dracula... albiet without the hollywood goodness. next i thought as easy targets would be the eyes... all sorts of fun things can be done to the eyes, they are oh so fragile. any number of random screws, pieces of broken glass and what not can readily be found in a parkinglot, each leaving you with easy access to the rear retna visual receptive areas of the optical nerve. i always wondered if the cones and rods really looked like, well, cones and rods? why not find out while you have a warm screaming body at your immediate disposal? im pretty sure this could all be done within a few momments, well before the emts could possibly arrive, but i think the damage done would be light enough to insure the ****ers survival, thus clearing any possibly manslaughter charges... but a clean getaway would be easy, as i doubt the ****er that hit your car bothered to get out of thier car to see the original damange, let alone get your lisence plate in the first place! after all, only a moral citizen would be so thoughfull!
So, what would you do to the person that ****ed up your ride, and just walked away like it didnt happen?
Well, apparently, the person that hit my car, didn't care to do any of these things. And its not a "oops i opened the door to wide and i left a little white residue on your door" mark... its a oh ****, i cut the wheel to hard and scraped a 2 foot gash into your car, oh, and since the fuel door was there, bent that too cause it sticks out a bit where your finger goes to open it. Oh, was that clearcoat? Of course not! Thats clearly the factory base coat of paint thats been intact and cared for since late 1995. Whos gunna notice?
SOOOO... I got to thinking... what would I have done, had I been walking out to my car, at the exact momment that someone was driving away after just doing such a thing to my car?
I try to think of myself as a rational, reasonable person... but the more I looked at my car, the more I began to think... what, oh what would I do if I could the mother ****er that didnt have the ****ing balls to admit to a simple almost insignificant fault as scratching up someones car? You didnt run over the family dog that ran away off of its leash, you didnt hit my grandmother cause you where to drunk to drive, no limbs where lost, and despit it probably going to cost a hundred or more to fix... you ****ing left it without a word. I'm pretty sure, thinking back, that if i happened to be armed at the momment, someone would have a colostomy bag for the rest of thier life. After its not worth someones life if they are an immoral piece of **** dick sucking gutter trash from the hood... but you sure are gunna remember me for the rest of your life. But not being armed at the momment, i was thinking that a broken bottle in the parking lot, doused in the oil, grit, grease, gasoline, and other **** on the parking lot asphalt, applied with the proper amount of force under the armpit while applied in a twisting motion, would leave some lasting memories. but what stop there while they are stunned? within easy reach is probably a tire iron... while applying it up the rectum of the already bleeding scumbag, i would lay across thier back, and pull up in such a motion, as to see how far the skin below the belly button would strech, from the insides, as i would try to torque the lower colon out of said such hole. then i think i could move on to grabbing the butane lighter out of my pocket, and seeing just how long it would take to get blood to squirt out of a burning man nipple, simliar to i guess a mixed scene of backdraft meets bram stokers dracula... albiet without the hollywood goodness. next i thought as easy targets would be the eyes... all sorts of fun things can be done to the eyes, they are oh so fragile. any number of random screws, pieces of broken glass and what not can readily be found in a parkinglot, each leaving you with easy access to the rear retna visual receptive areas of the optical nerve. i always wondered if the cones and rods really looked like, well, cones and rods? why not find out while you have a warm screaming body at your immediate disposal? im pretty sure this could all be done within a few momments, well before the emts could possibly arrive, but i think the damage done would be light enough to insure the ****ers survival, thus clearing any possibly manslaughter charges... but a clean getaway would be easy, as i doubt the ****er that hit your car bothered to get out of thier car to see the original damange, let alone get your lisence plate in the first place! after all, only a moral citizen would be so thoughfull!
So, what would you do to the person that ****ed up your ride, and just walked away like it didnt happen?