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Monday, July 5, 2010
To the douchetard that tried to hurry my wife, step-daughter (in wheel chair) and myself by inching forward while crossing the street (leagally), a hardy big fuck you to you.
I didn't catch what you yelled at us after you drove by. I apologize for putting you back ten seconds for the rest of your life. —Senor Campana
Tags: motor-head