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"Dang! They sure has big skeeters round these parts"
I've driven with broken defrosters and 1/4" of ice on the windshield with my head hanging out the side window and my glasses spattered with sleet.... I think I'd manage just fine.
Whatever's going on back there is trouble. I don't turn around for trouble... especially when I'm armed.
If the person needed my help, they went about asking for it in the wrong way and I don't feel any obligations.
My insurance is going to pay for the fix just the same regardless whether the rock came from a dump truck or a vandal. I'm out the deductable either way.
When I was a delinquent youth, throwing snowballs at cars was a regional pass-time. I've seen em stop, been chased, threw snow balls at them from behind a fence when they did, left my sisters boyfriend knee deep in the creek when I lept it and he stumbled (and to think years later he took me to an Eagles concert), even watched them slam on the brakes and slide into the ditch. Finally was caught when two guys stalked the neighborhood for over and hour and they saw me sneeking home between the houses. Let's just say that when dad found out, I wisened up.
I've driven with broken defrosters and 1/4" of ice on the windshield with my head hanging out the side window and my glasses spattered with sleet.... I think I'd manage just fine.
Whatever's going on back there is trouble. I don't turn around for trouble... especially when I'm armed.
If the person needed my help, they went about asking for it in the wrong way and I don't feel any obligations.
My insurance is going to pay for the fix just the same regardless whether the rock came from a dump truck or a vandal. I'm out the deductable either way.
When I was a delinquent youth, throwing snowballs at cars was a regional pass-time. I've seen em stop, been chased, threw snow balls at them from behind a fence when they did, left my sisters boyfriend knee deep in the creek when I lept it and he stumbled (and to think years later he took me to an Eagles concert), even watched them slam on the brakes and slide into the ditch. Finally was caught when two guys stalked the neighborhood for over and hour and they saw me sneeking home between the houses. Let's just say that when dad found out, I wisened up.
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