My air conditioning in my truck doesn't work, which as you might imagine in 110 degree weather totally blows elephant dick. The condenser has a hole in it, and because auto shops are all run by lying, deceitful assholes, each one that I take it to is like, " 600 DOLLARS! 750! 1,000!!!!"
WELL FUCK YOU IF YOU THINK I'M PAYING THAT, YOU CAN EAT MY BALLS.
So I have an acquintance who offered to fix it for me 200 dollars... TWO FUCKING WEEKS AGO. I need to get the part replaced, so I keep calling and asking him if he's gotten the part yet, and he keeps giving me the same bullshit excuse of "it hasn't arrived yet, they don't know where it is." WHAT DO YOU MEAN THEY DON'T KNOW WHERE IT IS? IT'S BEEN TWO WEEKS, SOMEBODY HAS TO KNOW WHERE IT IS. YOU JUST DIDN'T ORDER THE PART YOU GOD DAMN LIAR. UGH.
I wish I could just be an uppity, confrontational black guy and tell him to either order my part or stop wasting damn my time. BUT I'm just too nice and so I'm forced to do all my complaining here for y'all fine folks.
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"Not only is pizza attractive and charming, he also has a huge penis." - Awkward Smile
You're right. When I think pick-up truck, I imagine the truck Marty McFly found in his garage after inadvertently creating a 1985 timeline in which his dad was a verile, successful author and Biff was a lowly carwasher.
