Evil Doers

To the person who smacked my car in the grocery store parking lot last Thursday at lunch time without leaving so much as a note of regret.... two things...

1. When I think of you henceforth, I will imagine you with either endless diarrhea or chronic ingrown toenails... either of which you richly deserve.  Enjoy.

2. While I'm sure you drove away grateful that no one got your license plate number, I'm betting you feel at least a little guilty. Does it affect your sleep? I hope it keeps you up nights.... with indigestion... and ringworm...for at least as long as it takes me to save up my deductable.

Dirtbag.

Yes... I have a mean streak...