Saturday was fun kiddies!
Sit down around the fire. I swear I'm not gonna make stories about deranged killers loose in the wilderness kidnapping our fellow campers, gutting them and making bow ties out of their intestines and necklaces out of their teeth.
So saturday morning arrives, which means I must go deal with that annoying dent on my car which prompted the HUGE blog entry before this one (not that this one's any smaller). I arrived at the "Obligatory Insurance" company at 8:15 a.m., thinking I was already late. The ancient piece of shit who smashed his car against mine still wasn't there. Curse him. I take a turn and start filling up the form. In one section I had to describe the crash, and I made sure to sound as innocent as possible, and made the old fartbag appear as the evil villain who deliberately marred my precious vehicle....Keep reading.











