Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244
I was in a rush to get my ass to Easter dinner and this moron infront of me stopped in the yeild lane. Of course, because I was watching the on coming traffic, assuming we were going to be mergining in smoothly, I didn’t realized he’d stopped till the front of my car smashed into the ass end of his.
His cheap trunk crumpled, and he jumped out of his car, waving his arms around like a toddler. I flicked my hazards on and got out of my car to inspect the damage. Only as I rounded my hood to see where our bumpers had kissed, I got a glimpse of adult diapers scattered around the open trunk.
