So, some assfucking turd burger tried to steal my fucking truck last night. No shit. Tore the fucking steering column apart. Fucked up the ignition. Cut a bunch of fucking wires. And managed to get the truck around the corner and into the middle of 8th south before the steering column locked up. He nearly hit a fucking car. Thank god he didn’t or i’d be fixing that as well.
So yeah, I called, to get the ignition, I am looking at $200 to the dealer, and $50 to have it shipped from Korea or some such shit. And then, sense he cut the wires, instead of unplugging them, there’s a possibility that he shorted the ignition ‘something or other’ out, and also that ‘thingymagig’ both which are
Dealer: Kinda expensive
Me: How expensive
Dealer: Like 4 high priced hookers and a pound of your finest white dust expensive
Me: I would rather spend it on that
Dealer: Me too.
So, I am buying a new truck. Should get a call from the bank sometime tonight on whether or not I got the loan. They said it looked positive. And I think I found a good truck. V6, Toyota 4 Runner, 89, 2″ Body Lift, interior/exterior clean, high mileage $2995 asking price.
Hell, who knows, maybe the toothless redneck wetback that tried to steal my truck did a good thing, it’ll force me into a truck that I want.