He’s dying, I’m wanking, it’s a mess
Posted on February 28th, 2008 by monsoux
I have spent a while until I decided upon this picture, that goes with the quote above. I am hiding behind Maggie’s and my own words.
What has the Japanese car taught me? “Patience, we don’t want you to scratch me now.” What? I talk to my car, doesn’t everybody?
LATER EDIT: The car is scratched. Oh well.

o im really sorry for you
it’s been a while. I usually get quickly over things.