I think I need to get rid of my car. I think it is cursed.
About 3 weeks ago, a beer truck dropped it's beer and dolly off of the truck and dented my door. **Mind, you this is my second car within six months.** Yesterday, someone in the humble side of town decided that they were pissed off at me and keyed the entire length of the car to the tune of a $2500 repainting job. So, today when I left the body shop, estimates in hand totalling $4000, I decided, maybe it's time to trade this car in. I think I'm cursed...
Props to the hood. Way to keep the stereotypes up.
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