Category Archives: People Running into My Car

Another Tire Story (Roar)

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Just to prepare you, this was a really crappy incident, so it should be hilarious.

A few weeks ago, I took a trip.  It was a short little car trip to Fort Walton, for a yoga workshop (one of the requirements […]

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And the Car Saga Continues…

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Just when you think it can’t freakin’ get any better.  The shit hits the fan.  I believe the series of events that will precipitate my nervous breakdown is well on its way.  I apologize if I seem a little bitter.  […]

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“Crunch” Goes my Door

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That is it!  I am pissed at the universe.  I am pissed at the universe and planning my retribution.  You may accept this as fair warning.  The universe is going down and I don’t care who goes with […]

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