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I have settled down from a few hours ago. I lent my brother my Z to go pick some chick up for lunch. He calls me me an hour later and tells me he wrecked the the vette. So anyway he says it looks pretty bad and it may be totaled. Mind you, we are talking about a month old Z. Needless to say I was pretty POed. So I said to myself well you let him borrow it so don't get too angry. He calls me back a little while later and tells me he was just kidding around and that my baby was OK. Funny family I have huh?
LAPD if you are reading this you heard the story this morning. I am sure I didn't sound to amused on the phone. :mad
A friend of mine with season tickets invites me to go with him to see the Raiders in his brand new C5. When we get there hes asks if I picked up my ticket at his office yesterday. !@#$% Well, NO! :eek: After a few moments of panic, he smiles and produces my ticket. I'm not one to get mad. I get even :reddevil
The next day I stopped by his office parking lot and found his gorgeous black Vette prominently parked. I slipped a scribbled message under his wiper that read something like: "I's so sorre I hits your car. It looks brand nu. I don't have any insuranse but my brother does wonder with Bondo. Plees call me at ***-****"
He spent an hour with his secretary going over his car with a fine tooth comb looking for the damage. He who laughs last laughs best! :lol: