Don’t Mess With Us

Or this is what the result can look like :


That’s what Mr-I’m-18-And-Indestructible did to his car, his second round of damage in a fortnight. No insurance either.

(Check below if you have no idea what I’m on about)

2 Replies to “Don’t Mess With Us”

  1. I feel sorry for him. (I know, I’m such a sucker) But I put myself in his shoes and feel sorry for him that his car is smashed up.

    Then I remember that I wasn’t woken by his car this morning – and not because he’s considerate enough to park elesewhere – because his car is off the road and I think “I hope it takes a while to fix”

    I also remember that this accident was avoidable, as if he wasn’t driving like an idiot, it wouldn’t have happened and I don’t feel much sorry for him at all.

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