| then I looked around and couldn't see anybody on any of the balconies that looked like they deserved a beating, then I raged some more. I called the cops to report it, but I was told to stop by the precinct during business hours because they wouldn't mobilize a unit for this. I hung around for a little while in case I'd see someone/something suspicious, but who ever did this was hiding in their home. Then I just found peace in the thought that my Z was due for a paint job anyways, and drove home with a refreshed hate for mankind.
_________________________________________________________________________________ "The Z is the cause and the solution to all my problems" -- Me manstretch: well, my rear end is just worn out ZEngineer24: sig quote 
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