i hate gas station air pumps. provided theyre free and all but i cant stand it when you actually need air and you get there and the machine is out of service or just all fucked up. i swapped my winter wheels onto my car today and for the shit luck of me all four of them were almost dead flat. so i hobbled the car to the first gas station about two blocks away and there i found the brass nozzle was stolen by a scrapie for the whole thirty cents that it was worth. the next gas station three blocks away was out of service, sucks yeah. next gas station was a bit further so im still hobbling the car around on flat tires before i get there and then the gas station dink says i have to pay to use it. being as pissed off as i already was i paid the fifty cents for air. piss on the crack heads. im going to kick ones cart over next time i see it. FUCKED UP:

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October 11 2007

so i broke my foot at work. i was unloading an engine out of the back of some guys pickup truck. i put my foot on the edge of his tailgate and it just kinda slipped and i fell about 3-4 feet from his deck height onto the ground. needless to say i didnt have a very smooth landing as all my weight landed on my left foot. i googled a picture of a foot and ive edited it to show what has happened. this is the fourth time ive been hurt at work. ive had an engine block fall on my head. ive had a metal sliver in my finger and ive been nailed in the forehead with a 5/8 socket at bullet speed.

me and rich and jake are making mad money from parting out cars. bmw = done and cabrio is now done. this weekend we're buying an old mercedes to part out and cash in on.

ajay sharma is a dink for coming to town and not giving us a call. we owe you one broken pimp foot kick in the head.

ive got tickets to the spice girls reunion tour. cant wait to jump on stage and do a little grinding up against posh spice.