THE car
THE car
now i know what he's after..again...it's THE car...THE car is a mercedes ML...in 2001 he coerced and threatened me into signing my name on a loan for THE car...it's the only thing he's EVER cared about...the closest i ever saw him come to crying was when he hit a deer with THE car...he didn't care about the poor deer...but as they were dragging THE car onto the back of a flatbed tow truck...i thought the SOB was gonna throw himself across the crumpled hood, weeping!!...while he and THE car were apart...he called to check on it every day!!..i was hoping the damn thing was a total....but no...they managed to save it...
the night i finally got him out of my house, if not my life.. he stole THE car..which like everything else was titled in my name only...since it was the only thing the bastard ever cared about, i was determined to get it back..i had some money at the time..and hired a psychic to locate it...and she did....it was parked behind a cheap motel near the airport.he stripped it of any identifying stickers, and had someone else's tags on it...he'd forgotten i had a spare key...a friend drove me up there in the middle of the night and i stole THE car back from him...he's never gotten over it...he LUSTS after THE car....THE car ain't what it used to be..he had run the wheels off of it and thrashed long ago...and now it has 172,000 miles on it and a moon roof that won't close....but to him, it's still brand new...as beautiful as the day he met her!!.....geez...
he's a total POS...and is now delivering pizza drunk for Papa Johns... recently he saw me driving THE car...i wouldn't have even noticed the pig..except he pulled up beside me in a wrecked 1995 ford contour..stuck his head out the window like ET..and screamed at me... 'looks like you're doing OK bitch.. driving MY brand new mercedes'... whack job...
anyway....looks like the wrecked ford contour has come to a timely demise... and he is without a car... that's what his creepy email of the other day was about.. THE car... he wants THE car... he sent me another one last night...
I need MY car. You need to return it to me in good running condition. That is the only way I can continue to provide for the dogs
the bastard hasn't given me a cent for the dogs in the last year and a half!!... i'm hating him more every day... THE car... it's all about THE car...
if i had the money, i'd take that thing up to Papa Johns... douse it with gasoline... handcuff him to it... set it on fire and say... 'here is THE car.. enjoy it'...
will some of you write to me in prison?
anybody watch
prison?
Possessions
LOL
if i won the lottery
I would (My ex PSYCHOPATH fantasy)
Narcnarc
thanks!!
Park and Ride
Laughing so hard I spilled my coffee!
this would be hysterical...
totally true
Just replace the word CAR
He stalks the car!!!!
You Win The Best and Funniest Post of the Day Award!
I totally agree!
humor...
Narcnarc
re:car
PINK
maybe..