My car got hit while it was parked last night, damage to the fog light, head light, turn signal, fender, bumper, body kit and hood. Whoever the asshat was that hit it didn't leave a note or anything.

Those of you who know me know that I love my little car more than life itself. So I'm officially PISSED OFF!

my condolences. fucking assholes...

They should be fuckin' killed. No trial, no jury, straight to execution. I just wish I caught 'em doin' it, ya know? Oh man, I'd give anything to catch 'em doin' it. It'a been worth his doin' it, if I coulda just caught 'em, you know what I mean? It's chicken shit. You don't fuck another man's vehicle.

Posted by Stewie my condolences. fucking assholes...

Amen. Cowards!

in the most convenient terms:
KILL THEM ALL!!!!

Posted by fedge They should be fuckin' killed. No trial, no jury, straight to execution. I just wish I caught 'em doin' it, ya know? Oh man, I'd give anything to catch 'em doin' it. It'a been worth his doin' it, if I coulda just caught 'em, you know what I mean? It's chicken shit. You don't fuck another man's vehicle.

...Pulp Fiction?

yep.

What goes through someone's head after hitting a parked car in a parking lot......

*looks around*

"Did anyone see me?"

"Looks like no one saw me"

"I better get out of here or I'll have to pay for MY mistake"

*drives away quickly*

*goes home and cries*

"poor me, I hit someone else and almost had to pay"




Kill them, kill them all!!!

That is why I park my car far away from the busy section of the lot, but my wife always complains and I'm stuck parking up front, in the tiny spots, near other car doors.... ahhhhhhh

Okay... so after about 3 hours of work... she's pretty again. However, when I find out who hit her... I will END them.

Posted by bandi Okay... so after about 3 hours of work... she's pretty again. However, when I find out who hit her... I will END them.

again, KILL THEM! KILL THEM ALL!!


actually, aren't we being a bit shallow and materialistic? they're only cars...

NAH!!

Samurai

ONLY cars? Samurai!!!

I witnessed a hit-and-run in a parking lot not too long ago. The perpetrator didn't realize I was sitting in my car when she hit the one next to me. She got out of her car, checked her OWN car for damage, then drove off. I recorded the licence plate and handed the info over to the person in charge at that building who in turn passed it on to the owner of the damaged car.

Turned into a big hullabaloo though. Like Alice's Restaurant Masacree. The perpetrator denied it first, and turned the whole thing into a soap opera. I had to go to the police station and file a written report and the owner had to go through all kinds of trouble before finally getting results. Still can't figure out why the driver didn't just fess up and pay for the damages. Some peoples' children!

Anyway, gotta nice thank you card in the mail later.

this reminds me of the time last winter i was on a sketchy road a little wider then my car, doing about 30 clicks, i was in rear wheel drive..(i have to come to a complete stop to put it in 4 wheel drive so i just didn't bother)

when all of a sudden this little peice of shit mazda protege thinger came up upon my ass, i wasn't going fast enough for him, i came around the corner, and he lost it on the corner swung back hit my back end, fish tailed me, put me in a spin then put me into a ditch...


then he drove off....


i never found out who it was. but i was so far into the ditch i had to find me a chevy truck to pull me out...


and bandi knows how embarrassing this would be for me.


anyway, he only scratched the paint, but i cracked his grill, so i'm happy.... still don't know who he is...but i do watch for the cock sucker.

I hear you on this one pal

In 1995 I was riding my motorcycle down Catherine Street in hamilton, middle lane mind you, and some dude in a 1995 Red Dodge ram pick-up truck decided he wanted to turn left on George Street from the right-most lane; the stree was three lanes wide. He merged into my lane and smacked into me. I gave him one hell of a hit on his hood to get his attention, though I really don't know how he didn't see me on a large bright red motorcycle and all. he swerved off and I looked down to see that my knee was gone and a big mess of blood and cartilage was all that remained.
I was think "OMFG!!" and though my first action was to get off the bike. I went up onto the curb and rolled over onto my back setting my bike down. The dude got out of his truck and asked if I was ok. I said "no you fucker call an ambulance!!"

he called 911 then got in his truck and drove off. They never found him and I hate his soul. I can no longer play sports or run any real distance. I have even considered cursing him if I thought it would help.

hit and run fuckers.

Wow. Thread over.

Posted by Stewie Wow. Thread over.

that's a tough one to top, thadius.
damn.

kind of a funny/not so funny story from the world I live.

guy i went to school with, an idiot, bragged one night in a local drinking establishment that he hated bikers and was going to go and run one over just for the fuck of it. So he shambles out the bar, gets in his Camaro (a V6 Camaro no less) goes out and runs one over. His problem was that the guy he ran off the bike was a nutty fucker and immediately, despite blood, mess and near death, went home in a friends truck, grabbed a large firearm and went hunting for the asshat. Meanwhile, the asshat realized who he had hit, realized that death was coming for him, and wisely decided to beat feet for points south.
As far as i know, he has not been back to town to even visit his parent since 1992.

Oops.

Samurai'

I wouldn't call the guy a nutty fucker at all. Seems like a logical reaction to me.

Posted by Stewie I wouldn't call the guy a nutty fucker at all. Seems like a logical reaction to me.

believe me, the guy was completely the wrong person you ever want to run over with a bicycle/car/lawnmower/big wheel/blender or any other appliance you can think of.



Samurai

My friend got hit from behind yesturday in Hamilton, the guy signaled / waved her into a gas station. She turned in, he sped off.... she couldn't even describe the car, there is no hope of finding him.