> I showed up, and the other car had a dent, our car had all the damage. The other
> driver was also a kid, and his Dad called the cops, thinking my son was at fault.
>
> I polished up the dent, and pointed out the paint is perfect... I could fix his
> damages with a toilet plunger.
>
> Nothin' doing... waiting for the cops.
>
> Well, if you don't want me fixing it, let me pay for the damages... it will be
> cheaper for all of us, being that they are both teenagers, our rates will go up well
> beyond the value of that simple dent.
>
> Nothin' doing... waiting for the cops.
>
> Ok, $500, way more than the cost to bump out one dent. Think this through... think
> about your insurance rates.
>
> Nothin' doing... waiting for the cops.
>
> Plus, it looks liek your kid has got him two underage passangers, and the law is
> maximum one underage passanger... my kid may get a ticket but so is your kid.
>
> $500 you said? Deal.
>
> I knew we could work this out.
>
>
>
> My son now owes me $500... and I know just how he can earn that money.
It was in Rome. I could see these 2 women about 100 yards away walking towards us. The breast placement on one just looked off for some reason. Sure enough, when they approached, it was a couple of trannies.
Oh, fender bender. Never mind.
Oh for Pete's sake.
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