05-20-2005, 03:35 PM
when you get your car back, it's dented on every square inch of it and the back seat smells like hookers while the front seat smells like illegal immigrants. driving it back from the impound lot, the brake cable snaps and your car explodes as you plow through a farmers market and smash into governor arnold's left quad
i wish my job paid more
i wish my job paid more