So I got into a car accident.
All that needs to be replaced is my bumper and my right tail light.
But this guy's insurance is trying to tell me my car is a total loss since they don't want to pay for it.
AND since they're calling it a total loss, they don't cover rental car fees.
Uhm. How the fuck does that make much sense? No car= you don't need a car?
I deliver pizza mo fucka. I need dat shyt.
Yeah.. so other than that. Peachy keen.
Even though nobody cares enough to read my bs. u.u buttholes.
I love those people that shittalk themselves without even noticing it.
For example.
"Oh. My. God. Becca is such a shittalker. Did you hear her the other day? That ugly bitch wouldn't know her head from her ass. How is she really gonna sit there and call me a slut? She doesn't even know how many guys I've slept with. Okay, haha, I'm a slut. But she doesn't know that! Like, she's all fucked up on pills. She's so stupid. I totally hate people who talk shit. Like, really? God, find something better to do with you time. They just have no life. Whatever."
Hollup. Nigga be talkin' shit.
Plus, there's an array of unsavory adjectives they just used to describe themselves.
