To the fucker who smashed my windshield
First off, thanks a lot, that's a nice surprise to have when you come off a nice ol' double shift. Secondly, why the fuck would you pick a goddamn van to smash the hell out of? Was it the allure of the big windshield? Yeah, I know stupid people don't like subtle things, they just feel the need to be really violent. I drive a van that I got completely by windfall idiot. Does that scream "I really can afford an extra 700$ for a new windshield, so since you feel like it, go right ahead and smash this one, I didn't really like it anyway"?
What is it that makes it ok to completely destroy another person's property for absolutely no reason than it's there? There was none. No one left the bar angry, I didn't piss anyone off, no one was pissed at anyone else. It wasn't a crazy night with hoards of drunks swarming looking for a fight. Everyone was mellow, there were like 40 people out, grooving to the band.
How fucking primitive are you to pick up a stick and jump around hitting things. Can you just picture this looser? Just because you're an impotent wank doesn't mean breaking things validates your pathetic attempt to claim your manhood.
I will probably never find out who you are, and that's probably a good thing, since you really aren't going to want to meet me. But you'll get yours. What goes around comes around, and karma's a bitch. She'll get you in the end.
Saturday, October 16
