Well, this pissed me off to no end.
My car is in perfect street trim. Stock wheels, ride height, interior, etc....
So I tell you that to tell you this. I am trying to sell my house in this marvelous market. While I was out of town, the brick hibernated in the garage.
I found out that a friend of mine had some friends come through the house with their realtor. When they opened the garage door, they asked the agent "what's with the black car?" - the agent replied "that's just a white trash low-rider.".
Just when I had finally buried my strong desire to kill a human, this ass-hat had to go and say something like that. So I am going to get the realtors name, give him a call and ban him from showing the house. Then I will somehow find myself eating at a restaurant where he and his wife are. I will then have my wife ask me "what's with the lady at that table?" to which I will reply "oh, that's just a low-rent gold digging boat-whore."
I am agitated. just slightly.
My car is in perfect street trim. Stock wheels, ride height, interior, etc....
So I tell you that to tell you this. I am trying to sell my house in this marvelous market. While I was out of town, the brick hibernated in the garage.
I found out that a friend of mine had some friends come through the house with their realtor. When they opened the garage door, they asked the agent "what's with the black car?" - the agent replied "that's just a white trash low-rider.".
Just when I had finally buried my strong desire to kill a human, this ass-hat had to go and say something like that. So I am going to get the realtors name, give him a call and ban him from showing the house. Then I will somehow find myself eating at a restaurant where he and his wife are. I will then have my wife ask me "what's with the lady at that table?" to which I will reply "oh, that's just a low-rent gold digging boat-whore."
I am agitated. just slightly.