I am nursing a broken heart.
He broke my heart. He, the motherfucker, who cause deep scratches to my….
Arghhh, my boootiful car!! The motherfucker that I was referring to was the mechanic who left my car on the side of the road after servicing it. I am not gay if you didnï¿½t know that.
He and another colleague of his gave me some cock explanation, saying that it was not their fault and it was there all the time. I, of course, was very sure that it was not there for this couple of days.
/me stabs stupid mechanic.
If only I could!!
Being in bailor/bailee relationship, the workshop bears full responsibility and the burden of proving that theyï¿½re not at fault, if anything happens to the car.
However, I did not pursue further, I screwed them and ordered them to leave. I shall not make a fuss of it on such small issue. /me stabs stupid mechanic again.