its one of those things when you are like, f***ing insurance once a week, and every time you need money they weasle out of paying all of it, but when you write off a car, you really get a car for free.
my car got broken into on boxing day and stole $700 worth of cds. 2 cd cases of rare, live and import cds. f***ing c***face. im going to kill you if i see you. but insurance is paying out $480, and after my $100 real groovy vourcher umpts it up, and i dont buy the shitty cds again, it will be about even.
but yeah. if it wasnt for insurance i would been so f***ing f***ed off it wouldnt of been funny, rather than just been f***ed off. :ranting:
but i found with my theft, because i collect cds as a hobby, or a legacy of sorts, it feels real **** that someone has violated your own personal space, broken your car window, and stole what you realy love, and which they wont apreciate, you feel real disgusted at the human race. the real ratshit thing was that it happened in wilson carparking at the top of queen st which i PAID TO BE SAFE IN!!! f*** YOU WILSON! f*** YOU!!!
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